Ok, so on my way home from the gym tonight I felt the need to spark up a bowl, but since my parents are totally against weed, smoking in the car is not an option. I used to work at a movie theater and toking in the parking lot on a sunday night is totally chill, not to mention its about 10 degrees out. So i pull on the side of the building into a parking spot, get out of my car, and spark the bowl while sitting on the curb. There isnt a person in sight, just cars of people in the movies. I finished the bowl and proceeded to get into my car when all of a sudden I see these flashing blue lights coming from the next row of cars behind mine. My heart sank. Not only did I have the piece in my pocket, but there was an eighth in the car. I soon realized that this was not the pigs but just some dumbass volunteer firefighter sitting in his car playing with his lights. I know for sure that he saw me though, and wasn't sticking around just in case he decided to call the popo. major buzz kill