In high school i was stoned the entire time, and same with my first semester of college. On my summer job worked in a warehouse driving a fork lift adn i used to get stoned and move huge bundles of pipe aound it was great. I had a blast with that job and on the last day i learned my co worker friend smoked weed but we were to scared to tell eachother. Then I worked for my uncle at a full service gas station and auto shop. All these rich ass white socialites would have their maid drive them up there to get gas and i would be stoned out of my mind carrying on bullshit conversations with them. I enjoyed it becasue they ate up every bit of it. My uncle caught on that i was stoned after a while but the customers liked me and i worked my ass off high or not so he had no reason to complain.