The Beginning
In retrospect, I probably should have said "no." But, that's the positive side about retrospect. The side that allows you to examine the consequences of previous decisions, with a full understanding of their consequences, which can be later weighed against the unknown choice. The unknown choice, the decision I didn't make, would have been if I had intelligently answered the question in the negative. But I didn't. Am I going too fast for you? Probably. I think it would be smarter if I started from "a" beginning. I can't start from "the" beginning. Although it is "the" beginning, of my story.
It all started when I went to pick up a QP from "Smoked Out". Smoked Out's real name was Brian, but I only heard that said once. He's always been Smoked Out to us. The "Us" is composed of those to be met later. Anyway, Smoked Out was always smoked out. He'd earned street credibility when he got initiated into the cipher, countless year's prior. Smoked Out was no poser. Oh, I almost forgot. Since I am no "poser" , the dialect might confuse you. Any words that you, my faithful reader, don't understand may be reviewed in "my" dictionary in the back of the book. If the word you don't understand doesn't appear in the back, then you are probably a poser and shouldn't be reading my book in the first place.
Sorry, I digressed again. That will happen from time to time. When I went to get the QP from Smoked Out I had the unfortunate luck of running into "Tough Guy." Tough Guy was a poser in the greatest sense of the word. Being that he was a little diesel, he thought that would make up for his lack of shine. A definite poser. Any place his odor permeated, the vibe would immediately turn awkward. I hated that. At this particular time, Tough Guy was enjoying a cipher with Smoked Out. This was something I couldn't understand. I had occasionally front covered people, but Tough
Guy's posing was evident and well discussed in ciphers where he was not present.
My disappointment at seeing Tough Guy was further enhanced because I expected a great vibe at Smoked Out's. This proceeded to make it all seem much worse. Do you ever notice that? An
event or occurrence seems much worse when you expected it to be real, and it
isn't. It's relative, obviously.
The relative nature of this sitch was that Tough Guy was going to ruin my mood during this pick-up. My hopes for a good cipher were dashing in front of me.
I tried to play it cool, even giving a pound that I had no desire to give. I received no ovation from Tough Guy during the greeting, and that was after Smoked Out had given one. What a poser, Tough Guy was proving himself by action.
Conversation ensued as I contemplated the disrespect given from Tough Guy. In his defense, Tough Guy's conversation wasn't entirely bad. He had a slight case of VD, but all in all, he spoke with "relative" intelligence.
Things first started to turn sour when I asked for my purchase. I was most favored because I never bought on the cuff. This was greatly appreciated by Smoked Out because timely payments prevented periods of bad feelings. While Smoked went to get my QP, Tough Guy and I didn't speak. Accepting responsibility, I admit that I allowed the awkwardness to stay by not trying to initiate conversation.
By the time Smoked Out bought my QP to the table, there was a negative vibe circulating the room. Smoked Out sensed it, but stayed quiet. Money was exchanged for product, a transaction completed. At this time, I started to leave and was only stopped by the sounds of Tough Guy's voice. He was asking Smoked Out if he had more to sell, and I knew that I had just bought the last. Foolishly, I sat down and said that I could sell, but the amount would be "eyeballed" because the digi was at home. He accepted my offer and I eyeballed a quarter. I quoted $110.00 thinking ten dollars off would be a nice way to break the awkwardness that had arisen earlier during our standoff. As quickly as the proposition was made, it was refused. Tough said the price should be $90.00, to account for the eyeball effect. I refused, citing that the eyeball effect doesn't have meaning here because I have kind eyeballs. Furthermore, we were dealing with hydro in this sitch, and normally, no discounts are given unless the purchaser was dealing in excessive weights. Even then, discounts are small.
Tough Guy said he had ninety dollars, so that's the best offer he was prepared to make. I countered by saying that, if ninety was all that he had, maybe it would be best if he purchased an eighth. He agreed and asked if $40.00 would be okay, once again stating the eyeball effect. It is common knowledge, to anyone who is not a poser, that standard price on an eighth of hydro is sixty dollars. I follow standards.
Realizing the futility of the situation, I gave my condolences to the failed transactions and proceeded to leave. Tough Guy didn't want to give up so easy with his bargaining, or lack there of. He thought that his situation would be
benefited by getting my attention. He decided this was most easily accomplished by calling me a pincher. I couldn't believe my ears. Did Tough Guy just call me a pincher? Is he crazy? I couldn't allow this accusation to leave the room still hanging. I decided that I should tell tough Guy that he was a poser, and all of his accusations were totally unfounded. Upon hearing that he was thought of as a poser, Tough Guy tried the re-question as a hopeful back-down tactic. After seeing that this tactic only works on posers, and I am no poser, Tough Guy decided an invasion of personal space was necessary. An invasion drastically changes the sitch, and usually ends badly. Knowing this, I decided this was the proper time to punk out Tough Guy. The move was awe-inspiring to see executed, sending Tough crashing over the table and landing hard on the floor. The beating and the effect on Tough's pride allowed me to leave almost immediately.
Now, if I had known then, what I know now, I would have said "no" when I was asked to make a sale. The sitch would never have gotten out of hand, and Tough Guy wouldn't have plotted revenge against weaker ties. But, the situation did turn bad and Tough Guy did plot revenge.
These events are what lead to drama. This drama is how I begin my story.
Poser's Dictionary
QP(Quarter Pound)- four ounces of marijuana
CIPHER- a group of people smoking marijuana
POSER- someone who is fake, acts different than they are
DIESEL- muscular
SHINE- charisma, personality
FRONT COVERED- judging a person by appearance
REAL- a good time, a gathering with a good vibe
SITCH- situation
PICK UP- to buy marijuana, usually in large amounts
OVATION- when people stand to greet you and shake hands, sign of respect
VD(Verbal Diarrhea)- the disease of talking shit without control
MOST FAVORED- a preferred customer
ON THE CUFF- buying marijuana as a loan to pay after it's sold
BAD FEELINGS-owing money for product and being late in payment
EYE BALLED- guessing at the weight of marijuana for sale
DIGI- digital scale used for weighing marijuana
EYEBALL EFFECT- selling more or less marijuana than agreed because it isn't weighed out
KIND EYEBALLS- adding a little extra marijuana to the bag after the amount has been eye balled, this is done to guarantee that the amount is fair
PINCHER- a person who eyeballs bags frequently to steal from customers
HANGING- a statement that has not been proven false
RE QUESTION- saying the same question twice in hopes that the person being questioned will understand that it is a final offer
BACK DOWN- the attempt to intimidate the person being questioned into changing their mind on a matter
INVASION OF PERSONAL SPACE- getting in someone's face to initiate confrontation
PUNK OUT- sucker punch
MOVE- putting a beating on a person
WEAKER TIES- friends or family that aren't as tough or strong as you
DRAMA- stressful events that usually have negative consequences
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