[QUOTE=krustythfreakinclown]
8) Don't decide to trust someone because they are "nice". [QUOTE]

I used to do that alot until my little incident. I was really new to this and ignorant at the time. This one day I go to the house of the guy who was once my #1 weed guy. He lived in an apartment within biking (my only form of transportation) distance of my house, and he sold decent sacks within the privacy of his home. He was sort of shady, ghetto style, and moved to our town from NYC, however i never wanted to think negatively of him (mistake #1) because of the nature of his friends and his past. Besides, i met him through someone i thought i trusted (a kid who turned out to be a total douche as well sometime later). Anyway, so this particular day, I planned on buying in bulk, so i had about $80 with me (mistake #2) to buy it. I get there and there is only his cousin and these two kids my age, all of whom i had met before. They seemed really nice, and i didnt think they were capable of doing what they did. I told them what I was there for (mistake #3) and they said he would be back around 4:00 in the afternoon and was the only one who could sell it too me. They invited me to roll a few dutchies with them, so i complied. I had to buy the dutchies and some drinks for them cause they were fucking bums, but i didnt care, cause they seemed cool and were gonna give me bud. So we rolled them and smoked them, which was really enjoyable. I got rediculously intoxicated. Like, beyond belief. It was really sweet until i noticed my wallet sitting on the table, my thoughts were all hazy and i couldnt remeber why it was there at the time. $40 was missing. Nice of them to leave the rest huh? Anyway, i hassled them abot it and they played dumb like the jerk offs they were and them i found the $40 under the couch where one of them had tried to hide it. I was still in such a ripped state of mind that i stayed there long enough for them to start hassling me more and trying to simply trick me into giving them money. When this doesnt work, they start hitting me and trying to intimidate and confuse me. They start grabbing for my wallet, and all of a sudden I try to resist and the ghetto cousin trows me up against teh wall. I physically attempt to leave, but only get violently beaten back. I give them $10. Then the one knows i still have money on me, so he goes into the bedroom, and takes out a motherfucking gun. At this point I, give them most of what i have. I only salvaged about $20 because the kid who introduced me to this guy burst in the door to get a cigarette while this was going on. He got me out of it. I thoguht these kids were just harmless wannabe-ghetto losers who wanted $10 for the bud i smoked, but they were fucking thieves. I never, ever trust anyone again when it comes to shit like this unless i really knpw them, which is why i love the guy ive got now. It also makes me want to start selling not for the money but just because i think peaceful stoners like myself deserve not to be messed around with and too get bud without being taken advantage of. I have no intention of starting to sell though, because once a person does, they almost have to get involved with shady people. I'm never dealing with people liek that again.