What annoying things did/does your dealer(s) do.

Hah, strange title... Anyways. I'm curious to know what things that your 'dealer' does to piss you off.

My biggest thing is when 20 minutes turns out to be more than an hour. Sometimes it's acceptable but when you don't get a definite time it can be a little annoying.

Also when they sketch the fuck out about everything. I mean sure to an extent is fine (they are breaking the law, duh) but when it's over paranoid just gives me bad vibes.

What about you blades?

Not picking up their cell phones when they're dry, being late (like upwards of fifteen/twenty minutes), eyeballing, smoking with you without matching, etc.

tell me he is gonna swing by with the weed and never shows up.

tries to pinch some from my bag.

calls some no-name nug "northern lights" or other names to persuade me to buy.

in public, acts sketch when we need to be a little more cautious.

doesn't always give me what i paid for.

saying they will come through when they won't.
or when 20 minutes turn into... 3 hours when he says he is 5 minutes away

Has given me different drugs before. Thinking I'm getting an 8th, throws me a gram, tells me he has xans, instead we throw down on OC's. Go to get something then says we have to pick it up. I knew most my dealers as friends before copping from them or grew up with them.

Though some have done some shaddy shit I won't go into details about.

calls some no-name nug "northern lights" or other names to persuade me to buy.

in public, acts sketch when we need to be a little more cautious.

doesn't always give me what i paid for.

Srsly

I lived with a dude named Shen who was downright retarded. I always wanted to slap the sucker silly every time he wanted to buy from his dealer.
Now, regular quality and low quality schwag are $15/qz here, or you can get some good dro for $25/qz. But he'd consistantly pay $40 for an 1/8th, and one time convinced me to pitch n some dough for 'Northern Lights' at $90 1/8th.

First, I note that I get just as high, sometimes highter, on my $60/oz schwag than I do on his $320/oz chronic. But this $720/oz 'northern light' was terrible, I didn't even get very high AND it gave me a headache and felt... wierd. I think it was dusted or wet or something

So eventually I kicked his ass into buying the local-grown brick schwag. Even if you have to smoke twice as much, it's half as expensive. I mean rly


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My dealer, we'll call him Carcrash, would often fail to show up the day you pay (have to front because he's a tertiary dealer. IE, he's a bulk-smoker who re-sells to friends, he buys from an ouncer who buys from a real dealer w/drops, and he buys from the local Boulderite growers) He'd just dissapear until a day or two later. That was super annoying when you're not planning a t-break.
But he always made up for it and with interest. Liek the time he gave me 2oz of seeds and stems he'd been picking out for months, a new stem and a 5gram bowl (I LOVE THAT BOWL) and a new McCormick's bong. The seeds didn't do much but I used the stems to make green dragon and hash oil. And I DID get my goods, without tax. (I usually let him grab the choicest nug in exchange for the running around. He delivers to-the-door and also gives me rides around town for unrelated shit.)

The other dealer, we'll call him The Cat, was a dickazoid. He kept pitching over-priced chronic (see above) and ocassionally some bullshitted madeup breed of fuckyou for way worse prices. For his prices i'd expect to be getting whole ounces or LSD or something. Shit. Pure china white's not that expensive! And i'm just a bud man. Plus he had to front a lot and failed to show up or answer half the time. Fucking annoying. I know he has a life and shit but for $40/8th I expect some five-star service. Damn

Another dealer, we'll call him Redeye, was sooooooooooooo flakey. Dude would jerk a lot. I'd move quickly and he'd jump back like he was expecting me to shoot him or something. Dunno if he was nuts or tweaking or what but he had issues. Didn't repeat business long.


Finally, my first dealer, we'll call him Big Poppa Pump, wouldn't sell in the traditional sense. Great prices per gram but you only got to smoke with him: NO takehomes. WTF? Still, for less than $1/gram he was a damn good fellow to chill with. Give him a buck and you'd get a pair of cigarette-rolls to smoke on the front lawn with him. Decent schwag. $5 and you'd be to the fuck up.

Edited by Axlegear, 12 September 2008 - 06:07 PM.

My biggest thing is when 20 minutes turns out to be more than an hour. Sometimes it's acceptable but when you don't get a definite time it can be a little annoying.

Also when they sketch the fuck out about everything. I mean sure to an extent is fine (they are breaking the law, duh) but when it's over paranoid just gives me bad vibes.

BOTH, of these are the worst things about my dealer.

Always a pickup turns into a video game session or something else...something he must show me because its importance is above anything I could have planned. Its always the worst things too. Once he had this 'big surprise', which turned out to be glow in the dark juggling balls

He also sketches about the cops, and just everything. Phone calls, txts, even messages over msn he doesn't like any sort of word that could be connected to weed. I just say "hey man you home?" and thats it. Its a yes or no answer and thats all, then I just go over. I really wish I could talk to him more about stuff over the phone but he always provides so I guess its not that bad.

I had a dealer that was mad cool..... i brought one of my friends to his house ( a white chick) and he sketched out saying that when cops see white and black people together they put dope (crack) in the middle......

I was like WTF???

He was a crack smoker himself and a huge fucking weed head......... I haven't been back.... he was weird.. had all kinds of strange "rules" like park right in front of the house not down the street....... don't make uturns in front of the house....... don't leave anyone in the car when you come.....

fuck all that bullshit......

I had a dealer that was mad cool..... i brought one of my friends to his house ( a white chick) and he sketched out saying that when cops see white and black people together they put dope (crack) in the middle......

I was like WTF???

He was a crack smoker himself and a huge fucking weed head......... I haven't been back.... he was weird.. had all kinds of strange "rules" like park right in front of the house not down the street....... don't make uturns in front of the house....... don't leave anyone in the car when you come.....

fuck all that bullshit......

God forbid the guy whose SELLING you bud wants you to obey some basic "cover your ass" rules, right? Freaking kids are so stupid nowadays. Whats a po to think if he sees someone park on a sketch part of the road, run into a house for 3 minutes, and then come out again, especially if theres another someone who waits in the car? It's called not wanting to get caught, he had every right to wanna enforce those rules.

oh be there n 10

45 mins later "yeah 5 mins"

20 mins later "yeah come out to the corner"

wait on the corner for 10 mins

then he rolls up i get in the back

get my shit

then he dropps me like 3 blocks from my house so i gotta treck back all anxious like

Well, only one of my dealers does anything annoying. We always smoke a joint when I buy a bag, and he tends to slobber all over it.

oh be there n 10

45 mins later "yeah 5 mins"

20 mins later "yeah come out to the corner"

wait on the corner for 10 mins

then he rolls up i get in the back

get my shit

then he dropps me like 3 blocks from my house so i gotta treck back all anxious like

Are you me? This is the exact same story that happened to me last night LOL

customers is always on time
dealers always late

God forbid the guy whose SELLING you bud wants you to obey some basic "cover your ass" rules, right? Freaking kids are so stupid nowadays. Whats a po to think if he sees someone park on a sketch part of the road, run into a house for 3 minutes, and then come out again, especially if theres another someone who waits in the car? It's called not wanting to get caught, he had every right to wanna enforce those rules.

dude i parked in the only available spot on his street, which was in front of his house across the street.......

and it wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't sketched out about white people.... when he had a white guy in his house smoking that hard pipe with him at the time.......

Kids?? Yeah right.....


He says to not leave people in the car... but then not to bring any white peple over, he knew i didn't have a car... and they were my ride... and having them with me doubled his business....

Mostly it was the way he acted though.... he was the sketchy one..... always in the windows and shit like he expected to be shot at any minute...... he went from a cool old dude..... to a fucking crackhead who freaked me out in a few months time.....

I circle through different dealers.
Teenagers are very unreliable as dealers for the most part.

One dealer lives in some crazy house in which 4 other people live at, it gives off such an aura of sketchiness - even to see it from the street, to go inside is just another deal altogether. People are always fucked up and passed out or random clients (like myself) will just be popping in for a buy, a sesh, and then a 'peace out dawg'.
No real problems..I live having a dealer who remains mostly stationary.
But half the time he's passed out in his room from Oxys and nobody will answer the door or he can't be waken up.

Another dealer isn't even a dealer but a middleman so it just sucks, he makes it out like we're troubling him a lot to get weed for us..even though he only has to call someone who will deliver..and he gets profit magically.

And the dealer we've tried off twice now, last night was the second time..Seems good actually, he delivered across town for a $5 charge, which isn't too bad. He took awhile to phone us back but his weed was well fucking worth it (its dank as fuck, still $60 [$65 after delivery] is a little steep for a quarter).

Yeah, my dealer is on his own schedule. we say he's on "Ben Time."

Him: Yo man ill be there in like twenty
Me: Real time or Ben Time?
Him: Ben Time.
Me: I'm going to sleep, i'll hit you up tomorrow.

Me-"Got any bud?"
Dan-"Yeah ill be home in 20 minutes ill call you when I get there"
*5 hours later*
Me-"hello?"
Dan-"Oh yeah I cant do it today man"

Edited by chronicman00, 12 September 2008 - 11:23 PM.

"yo il be there in 5 mins" wait 15

"yo ima give u a call later tonight" never calls

but these are not major things, and my dealers have dank so its chill

My only wish is...,, if they are gonna be longer. Just say so.

I'd rather know I'm waiting an hour instead of thinking its 15 minutes but really is an hour.