"TAHT''S WHERE THE MONEY IS."FAMOUS BANK ROBBER WILLIE SUTTON'S REPOINSE TO WHY HE RIBBED BANS..
HOLA,
a bit on context, i had a temp X Mas job on Gold st,a few blocks away from Wall St and i has fun doing retails sales at a small department store there...among my fellow coworker temps was a blond Jewish kid named Mitch who everyone thot was dim and a slacker..as luck would have it we both lunched at a nearby Irish tavern which had the best corned beef and cabbage and we started talking, turns out Mitch was neither dim nor a slacker and i was amazed by what he told me.
now his parents were reasonably well off to have a summer home in Miami, which was the custom in those days..unlike his parents he talked to the help, mostly Cuban gardeners and pool boys and in exchange they introduced him to smoking weed...when he got back to school in NYC he gave samples of said weed to his schoolmates and they were happy...so Mitch had an idea to use his Cuban connections to buy bulk weed, with his generous allowance, and resell it in NYC, which he did for awhile and made mad money. so one day his farther is going thru his room looking for porn or whatever and finds a bank book which show Mitch has more cash in the bank than he does...so her turned Mitch in and Mitch got probation and the cash confiscated, Mitch laughed as he said this as his father had only found ONE of hid bank accounts and he was just killing time until he hit 18....
now i have never made any secret of my love of LSD and Mitch was sunned that i had never even tried coke and made it his mission to correct this oversight (sic)..
so once day after work we go to this dingy tenement near the Filmore East and go up dark grimy steps to an apartment where Mitch knocks and we enter to find several large men with machine guns and a head sized lump of cocaine. Mitch has to verify that i was not a cop or DEA and then they shaved off a sliver which we both snorted,it was all very paranoid Miami Vice-y... now i see why people use coke or meth to endure the workplace but as i often enjoy aspects or work i did not like nor grok the high. did it once more at a concert and still not enjoy it so never again.
mind the gap
namaste
mega
BTW merry merry Z Man & G Man ;).
HOLA,
a bit on context, i had a temp X Mas job on Gold st,a few blocks away from Wall St and i has fun doing retails sales at a small department store there...among my fellow coworker temps was a blond Jewish kid named Mitch who everyone thot was dim and a slacker..as luck would have it we both lunched at a nearby Irish tavern which had the best corned beef and cabbage and we started talking, turns out Mitch was neither dim nor a slacker and i was amazed by what he told me.
now his parents were reasonably well off to have a summer home in Miami, which was the custom in those days..unlike his parents he talked to the help, mostly Cuban gardeners and pool boys and in exchange they introduced him to smoking weed...when he got back to school in NYC he gave samples of said weed to his schoolmates and they were happy...so Mitch had an idea to use his Cuban connections to buy bulk weed, with his generous allowance, and resell it in NYC, which he did for awhile and made mad money. so one day his farther is going thru his room looking for porn or whatever and finds a bank book which show Mitch has more cash in the bank than he does...so her turned Mitch in and Mitch got probation and the cash confiscated, Mitch laughed as he said this as his father had only found ONE of hid bank accounts and he was just killing time until he hit 18....
now i have never made any secret of my love of LSD and Mitch was sunned that i had never even tried coke and made it his mission to correct this oversight (sic)..
so once day after work we go to this dingy tenement near the Filmore East and go up dark grimy steps to an apartment where Mitch knocks and we enter to find several large men with machine guns and a head sized lump of cocaine. Mitch has to verify that i was not a cop or DEA and then they shaved off a sliver which we both snorted,it was all very paranoid Miami Vice-y... now i see why people use coke or meth to endure the workplace but as i often enjoy aspects or work i did not like nor grok the high. did it once more at a concert and still not enjoy it so never again.
mind the gap
namaste
mega
BTW merry merry Z Man & G Man ;).
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