Top 3 most unprofessional transactions ever

[Appocolyptik]

No one else got any unprofessional transactions to add?

[thosevacanteyes]

Ive got this guy that I use as a last resort, he wouldn't know good ganja if a pound fell in his lap. He used to be a big ice head, and now I think he just sells whatever he gets so he can support his own habits. Basically it is just always sketchy to go over to his house for a few reasons.

1. He lives in a house that is split up into like 3 apartment units, there is always neighbors.( in a bad section of town)

2.. there is always a random and thugged out white kid of some sort sitting on the couch, trying to act like a hardass because his friend is selling dime bags of dirt to desperate people when their actual dealer is dry. No shit, this stuff is $200 a QP, I would go through over a 1/4 oz a day with that shit.

3. If he is to paranoid to have you come by his house then you have to meet him at a gas station, not a big deal usually, but this isn't the brightest of individuals. He pulls up, with 3 friends in his white cadillac, yes. 4 white guys in a white caddy, if that isn't suspicious enough, he calls for me to get out of my car, and yes, LEAN IN HIS WINDOW to make the deal.. What is this, 1988? Easiest way to get busted.

I try to avoid this guy at all costs, and will even resort to smoking my blunt roaches before picking up a $50 oz.

-C

[CosmicSerpent]

I think the number one most unprofessional transaction I've ever been involved with was at an (undisclosed) college library. I was desperate and none of my regular guys had anything, so I called up this one dude who I barely knew.

He tells me he's studying in a private study room at the library, but to come anyway and it will be no problem. I'm thinking, "Alright, a little sketchy... but if he's in a room by himself then it should be fine." He asks how much I want and I head off.

So I get to the library and start looking around in all the study rooms, and he's nowhere to be found. I walk around a little just to make sure, and all of the sudden I hear "Psst.... yo.... dude.... over here...." from like a good 50 feet away. Turns out he's sitting in an open area of 20 or 30 little study cubicles, completely surrounded by 20 or 30 other students who immediately look up as he calls me over.

I could tell he knew then that it was a bad decision to meet there. So he looks around nervously, all the while I'm standing there like a dumb pothead. He grabs his laptop bag on the ground and says, "Yo man, check out my new laptop" and holds it open. Inside the bag is my bud, and he notions for me to grab it. So I pick up the weed, and stuff it in my pocket as fast as I can.

Keep in mind, this entire time, all the other people studying around him are staring at us wondering if we're actually doing what they think we are. No one is talking, I'm the only person standing up, and it looks extremely suspicious. He asks for the money and I hand it to him as discreetly as possible. He whispers "how much is this?" and I say "ninety". Then he's like "Shit.... I thought you only wanted an eighth. I'll just meet you at your house in like 30 minutes to give you the rest."

I don't know how the hell I got in and out of that library without getting arresting, and I don't know why he decided to meet me there when he could have easily come to my house (and did anyway). Oh well, live and learn.

[iAMdela]

My guy gave me a quarter when I wanted a half the other day, so I hit this other dude up because my regular guy said he wasn't on or something. This dude rolls up behind Chuck E Cheese (...yeah.) and there are families coming out and he walks over to my car and throws the bag down and I give him the money. I look in his car, and there's my regular guy, and I was like, "Hey, hit me up when you got those 7gs," and he tells me to hold up. He then takes a large chunk of bud and threw it across the two cars (no sack) and it hit me in the chest and bud went everywhere. And there were families walking in and out this whole time. I don't know why that was decided on to be the meeting spot...

[sky dog]

#2 - This is more something I witnessed. My buddy wanted some weed, so we go over to this dorm on campus here at school. The dude doesn't have any bags or anything, so he just gives it to him in his bare hand. It was hilarious! Both of us being Allman Brothers fans, I joked with him that that's how a ramblin' man carries his weed! Just straight-up rolls around with it in his hand.

#1 - There was this guy I worked with (he's since quit) who was a few years older than me. Let's call him B. The only really good thing about knowing B was that he could always find weed. He lived in the next town over, so there was an entirely different set of connections. One day he's convinced he can find some weed, so me and my co-worker have to wait like a half hour to drive over to this other guy's house.

We get there and he's supposed to be running out with a bag. He and his girlfriend come out - I'm driving, mind you - and they don't have the weed like they said they did on the phone...they want a ride into some other town to pick it up or some shit. Me and B are like, no way, we're outta here.

Finally, we end up spending like 45 minutes in the living room of this ragged-ass apartment passing a pipe around with this 50-year-old lady who looked like crack was more her style, and some random people I'd never met, all of whom were at least eight years older than me. Finally an eighth materializes and I'm about to leave, and B comes up to me and asks if he can cop a nug for helping me out. I couldn't believe it! I gave him a nug and peaced out. Worst pick-up ever.

[Appocolyptik]

Originally Posted by CosmicSerpent

I think the number one most unprofessional transaction I've ever been involved with was at an (undisclosed) college library. I was desperate and none of my regular guys had anything, so I called up this one dude who I barely knew.

He tells me he's studying in a private study room at the library, but to come anyway and it will be no problem. I'm thinking, "Alright, a little sketchy... but if he's in a room by himself then it should be fine." He asks how much I want and I head off.

So I get to the library and start looking around in all the study rooms, and he's nowhere to be found. I walk around a little just to make sure, and all of the sudden I hear "Psst.... yo.... dude.... over here...." from like a good 50 feet away. Turns out he's sitting in an open area of 20 or 30 little study cubicles, completely surrounded by 20 or 30 other students who immediately look up as he calls me over.

I could tell he knew then that it was a bad decision to meet there. So he looks around nervously, all the while I'm standing there like a dumb pothead. He grabs his laptop bag on the ground and says, "Yo man, check out my new laptop" and holds it open. Inside the bag is my bud, and he notions for me to grab it. So I pick up the weed, and stuff it in my pocket as fast as I can.

Keep in mind, this entire time, all the other people studying around him are staring at us wondering if we're actually doing what they think we are. No one is talking, I'm the only person standing up, and it looks extremely suspicious. He asks for the money and I hand it to him as discreetly as possible. He whispers "how much is this?" and I say "ninety". Then he's like "Shit.... I thought you only wanted an eighth. I'll just meet you at your house in like 30 minutes to give you the rest."

I don't know how the hell I got in and out of that library without getting arresting, and I don't know why he decided to meet me there when he could have easily come to my house (and did anyway). Oh well, live and learn.

Lmao I can imagine that very well, good story. That must have been really awkward for you, especially the guy only giving you an eigth.

[zen_420]

Originally Posted by Appocolyptik

I meant it sells weed related items, such as rizzla, bongs, pipes, tobacco etc. Haha thanks for the comments guys, UKs got a good skunk culture, the quality of bud in my area is powey, bit on the expensive side though.

headshops actually sound like a good place to ask for bud b/c even if there not selling bud, the clerks usually bring weed with them to smoke throughout the day and they might sell a bit to you if you acted ok.My sketchy deals would just be out the window of cars, with traffic behind the cars, I know it's lite but how can I weigh it?

[thedude412]

the most unprofessional deal I've had actually worked out in my favor. So me and a few buds are driving around, callin literally everyone on my phone, lookin for cheeba. Finally one chick is like "I know this kid thats got some" so we go to meet in the Hastings parking lot (which normally isnt too sketchy) But the guy is parked in front of little ceasars with like 3 cars full of high school kids all like standing outside smokin (this is on a busy friday night...) anyways, I go over and leave my friends in the car. I get in this guys ride and hes like "how much did you want?" I go "a quarter man" so he pulls out the O he has (of some fairly dank chocolate truffle) and throws some in the bag and goes "does this look legit?" So now im thinking, wtf? This dude dont even got a scale? Naturally, being a stoner, I go "no, that is not enough" So, after going through this ordeal 3 or 4 times, I get the bag and book it out of there. Weighed it out later and ended up with 12 grams for 100 bucks....pretty damn good for around here.


Thats one of my better deals I've ever had actually. Despite the very sketchy location.

[bommer09]

I've had some pretty sketch ones but the sketchiest happened when I was on vacation in Spain.

My friends and I were in Barcelona and it was late at night. We were looking for some weed whilst walking down Calle de Las Ramblas which is a popular pedestrian street in Barcelona. So, we're walking down the street and I here in the groggiest voice that I have ever heard in my life "Wantsomehash?" I honestly don't even remember if he said it in english or if he said "quierehashish?". Anyways so we are in the middle of this street at like 10 pm and there are tons of people everywhere eating walking and having fun. So the dude is like ok lets walk around behind that building down that street to do the deal. Now keep in mind at the time I was 16 years old and in a foreign country, so fuck that. Anyways there were some Policia about 20 feet away behind this newstand so I said "No, la policia está cerca de la tienda de noticias" or something like that which meant that the cops were right behind this newsstand. So we do the deal right there and he says 50 euros, so I slap 35 euros in his hand and he hands me a beer and kit-kat bar sized of some good hash. (All the dealers there walk around holding 6-packs of beer so it looks like they are only selling beer and not drugs). And then me and my friends walked back to our hotel and got high as fuck! The cool thing was I shorted the guy 15 euros and he couldn't just run after us or anything because there are people everywhere and cops nearby! I know it was wrong to short him but he probably overcharged anyway because we were American tourists.

[wh1tn3y420]

one of the sketchiest deals ove done is infront of a gas station which is usually ok but right next to the gas station there was an accident so there was mad cops everywhere. the dealer pulls up and has no bags (hes known for never having bags and giving people hand fulls of bud) so anyway he hands over a trashbag with a half o in it and im like what the fuck is this? so anyway i hand over the money and walk right by the cops with a trashbag full of bud in my hand. sketch as shit

[starfish]

'Whats that mate? TWO TICKETS? TWO LOVELY GOLDEN TICKETS? Two lovely tickets to a MAGICAL land filled with giggles and munchies?

AHHHH, i'm dying LOL thats the funniest thing ever.

[Robob_Hippie]

I've got a few. The first one was just dumb. All our dealers on campus were dry so we decided to ask this sketchy guy who always brags about being able to get bud, but nobody ever likes to deal with him. So we are only lookin for a bowl, so this guy decides to call up our dealer's dealer in town (who we know ourselves) and asks if he can do .3g for 5$. We just told him to forget about it and get lost. We could of done that ourselves, but who calls up the town supplier asking for .3g.

The second one was pretty sketch, for me at least. Campus dealers were dry again, so our good buddy who isn't sketch at all says he has a man in town, so we thought we would just visit his house or some such. Instead the dude tells us to meet him at sonic. So there were five kids in my friends tiny ass subie and we park at sonic. We wait for about 20 min before this guy pulls up next to us and my buddy gets out, gets in his car, and about 5 min later comes back. The other guy just drives away. We decided to order a shit ton of food so we didn't look too suspiscious.

[Tokkin4Life]

Originally Posted by Robob_Hippie

I've got a few. The first one was just dumb. All our dealers on campus were dry so we decided to ask this sketchy guy who always brags about being able to get bud, but nobody ever likes to deal with him. So we are only lookin for a bowl, so this guy decides to call up our dealer's dealer in town (who we know ourselves) and asks if he can do .3g for 5$. We just told him to forget about it and get lost. We could of done that ourselves, but who calls up the town supplier asking for .3g.

The second one was pretty sketch, for me at least. Campus dealers were dry again, so our good buddy who isn't sketch at all says he has a man in town, so we thought we would just visit his house or some such. Instead the dude tells us to meet him at sonic. So there were five kids in my friends tiny ass subie and we park at sonic. We wait for about 20 min before this guy pulls up next to us and my buddy gets out, gets in his car, and about 5 min later comes back. The other guy just drives away. We decided to order a shit ton of food so we didn't look too suspiscious.

lol man the 2nd one isnt bad at all. Thats how all deals are done in my town, its better then him saying you got the money i got the bud through the windows and shit, or handing out the windows or leaning in lol like what the fuck do you want a man to do?

[krazyskitzo420]

Originally Posted by thosevacanteyes

Ive got this guy that I use as a last resort, he wouldn't know good ganja if a pound fell in his lap. He used to be a big ice head, and now I think he just sells whatever he gets so he can support his own habits. Basically it is just always sketchy to go over to his house for a few reasons.

1. He lives in a house that is split up into like 3 apartment units, there is always neighbors.( in a bad section of town)

2.. there is always a random and thugged out white kid of some sort sitting on the couch, trying to act like a hardass because his friend is selling dime bags of dirt to desperate people when their actual dealer is dry. No shit, this stuff is $200 a QP, I would go through gas station, not a big deal usually, but this isn't the brightest of individuals. He pulls up, with 3 friends in his white cadillac, yes. 4 white guys in a white caddy, if that isn't suspicious enough, he calls for me to get out of my car, and yes, LEAN IN HIS WINDOW to make the deal.. What is this, 1988? Easiest way to get busted.

I try to avoid this guy at all costs, and will even resort to smoking my blunt roaches before picking up a $50 oz.

-C

haha. im talking about the white kid on the couch. they always have shitty weed. or they'll sell you good weed in a skimped sack.

im pretty sure if anyone has lived in the suburbs you see these types.

[ellz2thehead]

My worst was i called this kid to drop off a quarter to my house. On the phone i told him i was in a rush, so he gets there quick and says hop in. We drive to this court around my block and he takes out a QP and is weighing out my shit. He can't get the scale level for 5 minutes, than he gets an 8th out when someone drives into the court to make a u turn (they never saw us, the lights we off). He says i cant do this shit and takes all the bud off the scale and puts it back in his bag. Tells me to get out of the car, and i have to walk home with no weed.