OK this is a REAL story. I rent and grow in the garage of a out of the way home. The owners live in another state and I go through a local agency for my rental. Anyway I get a call from the owners who say they are in town and want to come by tomorrow to fix a hot tub that has never worked. Keep in mind I NEVER have visitors or any traffic at my place what so ever. I shut off all electricity to the garage where I have several 5' heavy into flowering plants. ( 2 600W HPS, 750 CFM fan sucking a Carbon filter, Dehumidifier, pumps for bubble buckets, 750 CFM intake fan, you get the picture) I figured these people would just stop by for a few hours and then leave as they were only going to be in town for a few days. WRONG!!!!! They turn the fixing of this thing into a reunion inviting the neighbors over to help that I have never met and guess what???????????????????????? One is a COP who brings his patrol car over and parks less than 20' away from what has to be a couple pounds of stinky flowering bud. The pucker factor is so intense that I can barely talk. While in the backyard I try and make small talk with the neighbors who I have never met and are interested in me and what I do and you know all the small talk BS. I know that at this point no one has a clue about my secret in my garage. Well as they are trying to fix the tub and they need a tool.............. I am in the construction trade with a construction truck outside keep in mind, and am asked if I have the tool. Nope is my reply. Nothing in the garage I am asked. Nope.I am shitting enough bricks at this point to build the Great Wall of China. It was a nice evening and someone said hey I got one and will run home and get it and pick up some beer. WTF they now want to have a fix it party. Thinking fast I claim I am a little sick and am getting tired and need to get up early for work. This whole time I am trying to be nice and cordial and not try and raise suspicion. Everyone including the cop who by the way is a younger guy and seems OK for a cop, say's hey lets come back tomorrow and finish. Everyone left after lingering in the driveway, again being so close to my crop in the garage. All I can say is you have ABSOLUTELY no clue how close I was to really shitting myself. We all joke about shitting ourselves, But really I nearly shit. OK!! I gather myself best as possible and call a buddy to help me completely tear down my operation. The last of the stuff hits the truck and it's daylight the next day PROBLEM: I have my 5' heavenly flowering plants that need at least 4 weeks to finish. The only place I can keep them is completely DARK 24/7. I am going to have to keep them this way for 10 days. NOTHING I can do. They now sit in a big city environment with people around. Moving them has to be done in the middle of the night. AM I SCREWED? Am I going to loose these plants? What can I do? Yes I know I should be lucky not to be busted. But these plants have the sweetest buds and are going so good. Yes I know I can't smoke my Ganja in prison. I should have just chopped everything and counted my blessings. But look less than 24 hours ago I almost shit myself from fear and was not thinking clearly. I am thinking about chopping the very early bud and ending my butt puckering. What do you think?