My worst time being high was when I was ripped and was talking to a Canadian customs officer with bud in my pocket. The plan was to go over to Windsor and go to the bars at night, we would have finished the few grams in my pocket by then. We were at a Mexican restaurant in Detroit right around the ambassador bridge, when we decided to smoke a few joints. I had fallen asleep in the backseat, when my buddy had driven over the border at like 5pm instead of 9pm as planned, completely forgetting that I still had a gram or so in my pocket. They woke me up as we were approaching customs, like 10 minutes after I had fallen asleep. It was too late to turn around then, we were already in Canada. Then ended up searching the car, not finding anything. Meanwhile I had to talk to the customs agent for a couple minutes. Not a good time to be ripped with bud in your pocket.