jwn
Well-Known Member
So I would like to share my story from the past weekend. I traveled to a wedding to support my friend of 12 years as he was the best man for our other friends wedding we were attending. Afterwards my friend asked if he could spend a few days to visit before he traveled back down south to his home. I said sure no problem and let him crash at my place from mon-weds. He knows I grow as we used to grow together before he ran off with his girlfriend down south who is anti anything pot. I had the day off monday so we got to chill out and let him try out some of my newer strains. On tues I left out 2 jars of some hash queen and purps(roughly 5g in each) and told him that if he wanted to smoke while I was at work to help himself to what I left out and had stashed my bigger mason jars in my hiding spot. I never showed him my bigger containers or mentioned what I had in total. Before he arrived I weighed everything out, 23g for the one and 22g for the other which were Northern Lights from my last harvest.
Tues night he asked me if I could bust him off an 1/8th and he would give me $50 for it. I said sure no problem and laid him out a bag of purps/queen at a little over a quarter (8g to be precise.) More than double what he asked for because I figured hell, I'll hook a friend up. So weds early afternoon he left and gave me a call thurs morning when he arrived home thanking me for the hospitality and the smoke. Later that night I pulled my stash jars out to sample some northern and when I looked down in it I could already tell it was not right. Weighed it out and one was 16.2g and the other was 14.8g. So he went raiding through my house and found my stash jars and helped himself to a 1/2 oz.
I just don't understand this. Are people really this fucked up? Is 1/2 oz of green worth a 12 yr friendship? What kinda balls does it take to do that and then call someone up thanking them knowing you stole shit from them. Did he think I wouldn't notice? Why wouldn't you just take the whole damn thing? I guess that's the biggest insult to me. It's almost like he is saying I'm so smart you will never notice.
I have yet to confront him nor do I know if there would be any point to this. That's my story and the moral is: aren't people just fucking awesome?
Tues night he asked me if I could bust him off an 1/8th and he would give me $50 for it. I said sure no problem and laid him out a bag of purps/queen at a little over a quarter (8g to be precise.) More than double what he asked for because I figured hell, I'll hook a friend up. So weds early afternoon he left and gave me a call thurs morning when he arrived home thanking me for the hospitality and the smoke. Later that night I pulled my stash jars out to sample some northern and when I looked down in it I could already tell it was not right. Weighed it out and one was 16.2g and the other was 14.8g. So he went raiding through my house and found my stash jars and helped himself to a 1/2 oz.
I just don't understand this. Are people really this fucked up? Is 1/2 oz of green worth a 12 yr friendship? What kinda balls does it take to do that and then call someone up thanking them knowing you stole shit from them. Did he think I wouldn't notice? Why wouldn't you just take the whole damn thing? I guess that's the biggest insult to me. It's almost like he is saying I'm so smart you will never notice.
I have yet to confront him nor do I know if there would be any point to this. That's my story and the moral is: aren't people just fucking awesome?