You jest, but I’ve spent a year+ homeless, often around fentanyl/meth addicts/dealers.
I’ve heard conversations very similar to this, albeit with more slang, many times, either just on speaker phone, or with the volume turned up so loud without the speakerphone on that you can hear the whole convo anyway…
I’ve heard this many times, on buses packed with people, at encampments, in shelters, at bus stops on the street, etc.
They don’t look around bewildered and surprised afterward. They act jubilant, cocksure.
You jest, but I’ve spent a year+ homeless, often around fentanyl/meth addicts/dealers.
I’ve heard conversations very similar to this, albeit with more slang, many times, either just on speaker phone, or with the volume turned up so loud without the speakerphone on that you can hear the whole convo anyway…
I’ve heard this many times, on buses packed with people, at encampments, in shelters, at bus stops on the street, etc.
They don’t look around bewildered and surprised afterward. They act jubilant, cocksure.
They don’t give a fuck.
This feels like something all the dealers who are selling openly on social media would do. Just stupid as fuck
Reality is too absurd. You just can’t make satire of it when life is already satire of whatever delusional fantasies I have in my head.