lol , this bad math thing. It reminds me of when I got accused of dealing my pain med script to a high school kid. He was a friend I played a video game with for a long time. He later got a job working at lowes. I said something about installing dry wall and said it was that thick heavy stuff. He said Oh 1/2"? I'm all like no 5/8.
He say's 1/2" is thicker. I try to explain the best way I knew how, and I said If I sold you 1/2 Oz that would be the same as 2 quarters, which would be the same as four 1/8th's, If I sold you 5/8's then that's one more 1/8th than a half. So which fraction is thicker? Then he says but an 1/8 is less than a 1/2. I tried to explain but there is 5 of them. Then he says but weight is different. As if I was trying to dupe him with a trick question. Then I explain that fractions are the same, only liquid Oz is differant, the volume of a liquid does not always equal its weight. He didn't believe this either. Funny thing is the kid claimed to be dealing. I say kid, but he must have been 17-18 by then, but was still in school I guess. I only knew him in that video game, so who knows. I used to share stories with him about how my pain and psych med's would effect me. Fast forward a bit and I'm sure I'm forgetting some details and pretty sure there was some sneaky things going on I didn't even know about, damn you Facebook. So later, I failed a drug test. Because I didn't (did not) have any drugs in my system at the time. I had abused my pills and took them all way too early in the month. Like 10 at a time, then ran out. I had no more to take to prove I had been taking them, because my urine should have showed them in my system, and then it happened. I got accused of selling my med's, and the doctor starts spouting off about dealing to a high school kid. No man, I assure you I took each and every one of those pills myself. That was the one and only high school kid I socialized with. A bit untold to me how anyone could have accessed my Facebook info to make these accusations, but it must have been, how else could they fire off one liners and pop shots about the things I had said specifically to only that one person. Then I'm getting registered mail for drug programs so my family found out, and the doctor moves to another state. I don't know this woman, if she is even real or not I don't know, and I'm defiantly not saying this is in any way associated to my story, but who's to say something similar didn't happen to me.
http://news.yahoo.com/dea-fake-facebook-profile-leahy-123649209.html
When I see articles like this one, and I think back to my story. It makes me wonder.
If anything the kid was more likely to try and sell something I don't want to me.
The dope he claimed to be dealing was a different shade if you catch my drift.
For all I know he might of gotten caught dealing and the DEA seized his electronics, and went through the convoy's I had with him. Then called up my Dr.
I don't really know. But yeah, wtf... Another reason not to talk about MMJ with a pain doc who's not on board with that. He was dead set on accusing me of being the bad guy, a dealer of some sort, as soon as MMJ came up. There was red flags going off somewhere for that doctor. Just he had it all wrong, and then has the gull to tell me that I am changing my stories about why I didn't have any pills left. No, I was changing his story back to the truth about why I didn't have any.
