uuuggghhh. Yesterday had to be one of the most embarrassing days I have had in a long time. Let me preface my anecdote with this fact about myself so you may more clearly understand my situation: I have what some people may call social anxiety. I feel awkward around large groups of people or people I don't know, and this feeling usually only gets worse when I am stoned.
So, here goes. I got off work at 3:30 and waited for my buddy Aaron to get off at 4 and then we just hung out for awhile. We didn't really have anything to do so we decided to smoke some dope, we ended up smoking at least 1.5-2 grams of hydro and got pretty fuckin' high. After smoking we didn't really have much to do, we called our friend Luke but he was out with his girlfriend, so we just walked around and ended up wandering around the mall. Now my eyes were BRIGHT RED so I was just staring at the floor but then we see a friend of ours named Chantal working (by the way, she is a musician. Check her out at MySpace). We talked for a few minutes, a conversation I have no recollection of and all I could think of was how I was gonna get out of that situation. All I remember was her mouthing the words "are you stoned?" to me, to which I nodded and then she mentioned that she had asked me like 5 minutes before and I didn't answer which made me really nervous because I didn't even know...eeeesh! So I just felt really weird after that, but I am over it now.
Anyway, here is the real kicker. Later that night I went out to smoke with Luke after he was done whatever he was doing with his girlfriend. We parked his van in an empty lot about 15 minutes from his house, its a real chill spot, awesome for smoking. We sat outside with his van windows open so we could listen to tunes and I guess we forgot that the lights were on or something because when we tried to leave about 30-45 minutes later the van wouldn't start. We tried calling a bunch of people and nobody had any cables and Luke didn't want to wake up his father. At this point it is nearing midnight and we are still freaking out because we are high as shit. Finally we call our buddy Mike who gets off work at 12, lucky for us it was his first shift at a new job where one of the many perks is he gets free roadside assistance. He drove out to us after work and we had to call for assisstance. It took until 2am for the truck to arrive, I was passed out in the back before it came. All in all it was just an incredibly awkward night.
I guess now that I read back on it, these things are really not that interesting but they seemed like a big deal yesterday when I was high as a kite haha. I guess the moral of the story...I need to stop smoking so much pot...nah, who am I kidding? haha.
So, here goes. I got off work at 3:30 and waited for my buddy Aaron to get off at 4 and then we just hung out for awhile. We didn't really have anything to do so we decided to smoke some dope, we ended up smoking at least 1.5-2 grams of hydro and got pretty fuckin' high. After smoking we didn't really have much to do, we called our friend Luke but he was out with his girlfriend, so we just walked around and ended up wandering around the mall. Now my eyes were BRIGHT RED so I was just staring at the floor but then we see a friend of ours named Chantal working (by the way, she is a musician. Check her out at MySpace). We talked for a few minutes, a conversation I have no recollection of and all I could think of was how I was gonna get out of that situation. All I remember was her mouthing the words "are you stoned?" to me, to which I nodded and then she mentioned that she had asked me like 5 minutes before and I didn't answer which made me really nervous because I didn't even know...eeeesh! So I just felt really weird after that, but I am over it now.
Anyway, here is the real kicker. Later that night I went out to smoke with Luke after he was done whatever he was doing with his girlfriend. We parked his van in an empty lot about 15 minutes from his house, its a real chill spot, awesome for smoking. We sat outside with his van windows open so we could listen to tunes and I guess we forgot that the lights were on or something because when we tried to leave about 30-45 minutes later the van wouldn't start. We tried calling a bunch of people and nobody had any cables and Luke didn't want to wake up his father. At this point it is nearing midnight and we are still freaking out because we are high as shit. Finally we call our buddy Mike who gets off work at 12, lucky for us it was his first shift at a new job where one of the many perks is he gets free roadside assistance. He drove out to us after work and we had to call for assisstance. It took until 2am for the truck to arrive, I was passed out in the back before it came. All in all it was just an incredibly awkward night.
I guess now that I read back on it, these things are really not that interesting but they seemed like a big deal yesterday when I was high as a kite haha. I guess the moral of the story...I need to stop smoking so much pot...nah, who am I kidding? haha.