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Undercover cops are funny.
There was something "off" about the two guys that stopped in earlier. Guy #1 (bad/obnoxious cop) was the shorter one with gray hair and an olive complexion (maybe Italian). All I really remember about him is that he was wearing a Jerry Garcia tie and a leather jacket and just acted WAY too much like a cop, lol. He just couldn't resist the opportunities I gave him to try and entrap me and the more I played the ditzy saleschick, the thicker he laid it on, trying to get me to admit in plain english that I was a smoker, that I was selling bongs, etc.
Guy #2 was funny and nice (good cop) had a few extra pounds on him, was wearing a construction company sweatshirt and work boots. Any time the loud one got annoying I'd switch my focus to this guy... usually when you do that to a dealer they get pretty ticked... a lot of them enjoy their little power trip and expect a certain amount of respect (just like uniformed cops, heh). Gray Hair just got quiet and listened intently to what I said to Chubby. They bought one pack of clear 1010 baggies and as soon as a couple more customers came in, beat a hasty exit.
Now here's the best part -- the one of the kids that walked in asked me "what did those cops want?". HA! I didn't realize it until he pointed it out, but Chubby's clothing was WAY too clean -- like he was just dressing the part, not living it. His boots were new and unscuffed and there was one strategically placed white paint mark on his sweatshirt, making it hard to read the company name.
LOLOMGWTFBBQ.
There was something "off" about the two guys that stopped in earlier. Guy #1 (bad/obnoxious cop) was the shorter one with gray hair and an olive complexion (maybe Italian). All I really remember about him is that he was wearing a Jerry Garcia tie and a leather jacket and just acted WAY too much like a cop, lol. He just couldn't resist the opportunities I gave him to try and entrap me and the more I played the ditzy saleschick, the thicker he laid it on, trying to get me to admit in plain english that I was a smoker, that I was selling bongs, etc.
Guy #2 was funny and nice (good cop) had a few extra pounds on him, was wearing a construction company sweatshirt and work boots. Any time the loud one got annoying I'd switch my focus to this guy... usually when you do that to a dealer they get pretty ticked... a lot of them enjoy their little power trip and expect a certain amount of respect (just like uniformed cops, heh). Gray Hair just got quiet and listened intently to what I said to Chubby. They bought one pack of clear 1010 baggies and as soon as a couple more customers came in, beat a hasty exit.
Now here's the best part -- the one of the kids that walked in asked me "what did those cops want?". HA! I didn't realize it until he pointed it out, but Chubby's clothing was WAY too clean -- like he was just dressing the part, not living it. His boots were new and unscuffed and there was one strategically placed white paint mark on his sweatshirt, making it hard to read the company name.
LOLOMGWTFBBQ.