Tuesday 27 March 2012

Why I'd make a terrible drug dealer

You've gotta be pretty in charge of yourself if you want to make a living doing something illegal. Especially something that requires lots of people having your number, knowing they can contact you, and all of whom have the opportunity to contact the police whenever they want.

I think any teenager with even the smallest hint of narcotics experience (be that their own or that of their friends; I'm very tame, I don't drink or smoke, let alone take drugs) has had that thought at some point: What would it be like if I were a drug dealer?
I can tell you, it'd probably be difficult. I mean, you have to do a lot of things and have a lot of things which mean you're out of free time. You're also constantly looking over your shoulder.

Okay, so a list of things I'd need if I wanted to become a drug dealer:

1) A car, to get around. See my clients. This means driving lessons, insurance and petrol as well (blech, unnecessary money output).
2) Somewhere to either buy weed on the cheap (i.e. a damn good dealer I can buy in bulk from) or somewhere to cultivate the stuff (I have nowhere and also really am not keen on the smell)
3) Contacts. Now, my boyfriend Patrick, and anyone else who knows me, knows I have a LOT of contacts. Every time I go out I see at least one person I know well enough to stop and talk to. And I do just that; conversing with tens of people each day.
4) Money, so I can buy my stash.
5) A safe, so other people have to buy my stash.
6) A good phone so people can ring me and ask after my goods (I realise it would be at ridiculous hours of the day and I hate being woken up so sure as hell that wouldn't work)

...Basically, I need lots of money, lots of people who like weed but won't take advantage of me, a car, reliable sources (etc) and the ability to NOT smoke my own weed. That last one will be fine. However, I doubt very much I'd be able to keep to the ten rules of being a drug dealer, which are noted here. The reason I show you all that column is because it's damn genius. I love Nathan DeGraaf's writing style, as well.

Sorry for not having posted in so long, I've been seriously busy with school and work and university stuff. In fact, I need to be up early in the morning to see a university, so I'm heading off now. To lalaland, of course.

Happy reading, folks!