I think we all have been fucked over once or twice in our marijuana chasing careers, and i for one am sick of it. What happened to good old fashion drug dealing, when what you payed for is what you got?? Heres a story that happened to me just the other day. I bought what looked like an ounce or ktown, but turns out was just a half ounce of some shitty reg. It looked green and dank and i was in a rush so i bought it and drove off. I arrived home to examine my stash later that day. I was infuriated. He was supposed to be a good friend of mine, and now im out 100 bucks.
Knew a guy for 13 years and i fronted him 20 dollars for some bud. He told me to meet him a parking lot at a specified time. So i'm there at the correct time and he never shows up, and i never got my 20 dollars back. I also had two friends i used to chill and smoke with. I was the only one with bud and i ALWAYS smoked them out. They never once thanked me for the bud or tried to compensate me. Every time we would go out to buy food after smoking and they never helped me pay for my food. A couple times i mentioned that the bud they smoked counted as me giving them money, but they pretended to not hear me. Oh well, i guess i was a fool back then.
Gave my friend some money to get some weed for me, she gave the dealer my money, and that night he got arrested when his car got searched. I never got that weed.
You lost a gram. Not really something to get that upset about. But, I guess it works. You did get fucked over. Somewhat.
I've gotten screwed for a gram or two quite a few times. It happens unless you want to carry scales with you, which I don't suggest because that will typically elevate charges from possession to distribution should something go down. I had one of my best friends, as in he lived with me when he was going through a divorce, screw me out of two oz's years ago. That ended any thought of " fronting " anything any more.
One time I pitched in 40 for bud and my friend got sold a bag of grass. Shitty day that was. Broke and no bud.. Daamnn
how does someone sell you grass....like grass grass lol... thats why u never front money, and go with the perosn buying the weed.... OT: I gave my friend, hardly knew the kid but he was the one that knew where to get weed from, $10 dollars during lunch period. At the end of the day, i met him and he gave me a nickel bag. Lost out 5 dollars, but the weed was pretty good. Couple days later. 4/20 to be exact i found out one of the kids in my 5th period deals. Made all my purchases in class, and never got caught.
One time my friend had 1 mg footballs, and he was selling them for 2 a piece. I gave him 40 dollars, he left, then came back with 12. I was like what the fuck is this??
We were in Berkeley trying to find bud on the streets once. Some college looking guy said he could hook us up. We gave him $40 and he left his full book bag in our car for security. We felt safe because we were right by the university, he looked like a college kid and college books are expensive. We waited there about a half hour before we finally agreed that we'd been ripped off. We checked in his backpack and sure enough, we got burned. The backpack was full of old crusty magazines that look like they had been pulled out of a dumpster.
People have always been getting fucked over with drug deals. For example, the mobs in the thirties and forties were the ones who dealt all the drugs. If they ripped you off and you complained, you got to sleep with the fishes. In the eighties, dealers with gangs that would rob your ass if you didn't feel happy. We should be thankful nowadays that most dealers are just skinny kids trying to make a few extra dollars. But yeah getting ripped off sucks. Fortunately, that's why you don't go back to them. It's their screw-up.