Last night, hubby said, "You won't believe what I found today."
"What?", I replied in anticipation.
He hesititated and walked to the kitchen slowly, just enough to make me anxious. So what's the deal here? He put his glasses on....
"Oh, you found your glasses!" I exclaimed. He smiled mysteriously, reached into his pocket and pulled out....a quarter bag of weed!
My eyes popped open. It's been years since I've seen any cannabis. He was laughing by then and I said, "What are you gonna do with that?! Good grief....let me smell it!"
Ha ha ha ha!!! This is what happened. A customer came into the store where he works and bought some rolling papers and left. Hubby looks on the floor and sees the bag laying there. He picks it up and chuckles softly, then stuffs it in his pocket. Later, he goes to his employees and said, "Hey guys, looky here...!" Everyone just died with disbelief.
Here's the funny part. Shortly afterwards, the dude who bought the papers showed up and cautiously searched the area inside and out while Hubby stood there chuckling softly. The dude didn't ask "has anyone found a bag of weed?" So Hubby relishes in the moment of it and watches the dude slowly get in his car and drive away in disappointment while he stands there with the weed in his pocket.
I know what you guys are thinking....that me and Hubby smoked the bag! NO. However, there was some discussion on what to do with it. I cracked up when Hubby said, "That's some good weed.." And yes, he's right, it smelled potent.
He got rid of it.... Neither of us use it anymore....not for many many years; not in this world of empoloyment drug tests and the like. He used to be a really heavy user at one time, but is clean now in addition to being a Sunday school teacher and sometimes preacher of the gospel. It was a bit ironic, to say the least. And funny. We remebered situations like that from the 70's & 80's and it catches us shaking our head in wonder at how we survived.
Okay, so be ticked at him, but I'm still cracking up.
Maybe it is me but is this a nice thing to do? The guy lost something, you found it and then with-held it, effectively stole it? Maybe I am reading this wrong ?
I think it depends, poet.
Thats what makes this so funny.
If you're a smoker, then yes - you just stole it.
If you're not a smoker, why return an illegal substance to somebody if you don't think he should have it in the first place?
If you're not morally opposed, but you hold to the law... this is the grey area.
B-I-N-G-O!!!! You hit the satire of it on the head.
I think this is splitting hairs a little too fine myself. The guy who kept it had been a user before and so has no moral ground to stand on, between them it was just somebody else's property he was keeping. All that happened was that the guy had to go and buy some more, so in effect his money was stolen and apparently just so the guy could throw it away. Maybe I am just tetchy cos she is away this weekend AND the guy 'did not think he should have it back'! moralising and judgemental huh !
But anyway I thought it was the possession of the substance that was illegal? this means the guy was committing an illegal act by having it in his possession, another reason for giving it back.
donotfear said they don't smoke anymore and so they threw it out. I think it was the right thing to do.. being against the law to smoke pot for entertainment purpose's. Since I have no proof donotfear and her hubby smoked it, I must trust she did not!
Thank you for this positive. I found out a little more about this last night. I asked Hubby why he didn't give it back to the guy (I probablly would have). He flatly stated, no chuckling this time, that this guy was a known user, he has stolen from the store before but evidently they weren't able to catch him red-handed, and he knows more about the guy that he did not want to share. This may not justify my Hubby's actions, but I trust his judgement on this. He feels he did the right thing. But, he said regardless, he felt it was his responsibility to NOT return it to the guy, thinking he was not going to contribute to the guy's addiction, not just because he thought the guy was a low-life or something. Hubby knows, he was nearly destroyed years ago by drug use....he feels very strongly about it. Regardless, knowing my Hubby, I must say that I stand by him on this. Reason he brought it home to show me was to share a chuckle......since we both have a past.
Yes, addiction, to pot (and in this case the guy was on other stuff, too). I'm not gonna go into it....that's a whole new post. Maybe you can start a thread on whether pot is addictive or not.
Yet, he will preach to children at Sunday school and the rest of the flock not to judge others. Hypocrisy. Thumbs down verdict.
You never know, he might be a medical marijuana user. Just sayin'.
Yeh - I agree - if it was legal you would give it back! bad karma - big time!
He should have put the weed in another bag and sold it back to the guy. That would have been funny.
I'm not really accepting of the course of action here as I don't think the right thing was done, and I don't think that person should be teaching those type of morals to children.
Sorry, but I give the moral of this story a thumbs down.
Seems a shame your hubby ruined the dude's night just to get rid of it. I'm sure someone will explain how it was 'for his own good'. Stood there chuckling, huh?
That poor guy probably spent a fortune on that weed too.
I don't know what to think about this. I feel bad for the guy, but why would you take it in the store with you??? Losers weepers!
Your hubby should have sold it back to the dude. That's a win-win.
LOL unless the guy shot him for being like that. THen, lose-lose.
I can't help thinking that, given the fact that there was no moral problem with "weed" itself, it should have been given back. The more I think about it, meaner that seems. If he'd dropped his wallet, would that have been taken home, lauging, and discarded too? Maybe just the cash?
I think I would have returned the bag to the guy. But it would have been a little light.
See, I'm imagining a poor kid here. If it was an older guy, I wouldn't feel so bad.
If it was a guy in a suit and tie though, he would never see his bag again. I would even help him look for it. Sucker
Yeah, it was a bit amusing, to say the least. Remembering back when we were pot-heads in the 70's, I woulda been frantic searching for it! And all the while some old guy has it in his pocket! I remember once me & my girlfriends were in Burger King ordering hamburgers (munchies). My buddy reached into her purse for her wallet, and the whole bag fell out on the floor in Burger King! I quickly scooped it up and shoved it in my pants. Nobody saw a thing. I can't believe I survived the 70's.
Somebody dropped some weed outside a store in my neighborhood once. It was in the parking lot but near the door. Not a lot of it, enough for a joint maybe.
I looked at it for awhile but I didn't go near it because I was convinced there were cops around the corner filming. Y'know, like when they leave a car parked someplace then watch it until somebody steals it?
Ha!! Yeah, paranoia, for real. The few times I tried smoking the stuff later in life, ya know, after the kids were big...I got so paranoid and freaked out. I said 'never again!' ONly way I'd consider it again would be if I was as sick as my Mom was before she died. She even had a prescription for the synthetic version of it: Marinol. She liked it. She'd always say, "Is it time for my marijuana pill?" We thought it was hilarious that my Mom was asking for pot!
I went on "Carpet Patrol" more than once during my using days, and I feel sorry for the poor guy, too. I mean, what's a little weed? I guess it's all a matter of opinion.
At least you and your hubby got a good laugh out of it, donotfear-what a great surprise after work!
Lorlie, this stuff was pretty potent. It smelled pungent, for real. You know one never forgets the smell. We had a fun night laughing about it. I even kidded him about the seeds....I asked him if it had any seeds and he said, Yes, don't even think about it!
One time I was mowing my lawn close to the road and I ran over a bag of weed and a 20 dollar bill. I guess someone threw it out of their car as they drove by. Shredded it.
I'm absolutely rolling with laughter here......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They were probably running from the cops.
I knew somebody who was at a store, and was buying a back pack. You know how purses and bags sometimes have paper stuffed in them to make it puff out so you can see how big it is able to be? Well, someone had taken the paper out, adn left a nice big bag of weed in there. So my freind happend to find it, and bought the back pack for 14.99.
Not too funny! What if the guy suffered from glaucoma and couldn't afford to buy more pot? Not surprised if your spouse is a preacher of the gospel, though!
hmmm, the old 'found a bag of weed' story.... ? sure your hubby isn't hiding something...
hubby must think it grows on trees. nothing worse than a reformed hippy. IMO well, there may be worse than that, like reformed atheists.
Hi, Charlie and Randy!
How was the weed, anyway?? I would have given the stuff back to the guy. He might be undergoing chemotherapy!
Great story. LOL
Reminds me of a few months ago ... My son and I were shopping at a Home Depot or Lowe's (cant remember which, but it doesn't matter). In a particular isle, I smelled the pungent, unmistakable smell of weed. My son did, too. So we started trying to track it down, sniffing around the shelf where the odor was strongest, moving items, etc.
More than once, a clerk asked, "Can I help you?" to which we replied, "Just looking, thank you."
We finally decided the aroma was coming from a tool case that cost $365.00 and was therefore locked in place. When another sales clerk came round, we had him unlock the case. I grabbed the tool kit and walked away with it.
Once we were in another section of the store, we realized that 1) we couldn't open the kit, and 2) the smell no longer was coming from it. So, we hiked back over to the original area and, sure enough, the smell was there -- somewhere.
I kid you not, we tried to find the source of the smell for an hour! We never did.
I took the kit to the cashier, by the way, and said, "I've changed my mind."
If this does occur again, I'm sure I can arrange a quick pick-up to take such things off your hands..
Cute story. Thanks for sharing.
Who could have left that lying around, I hope you got some good weed killer to get rid of that!!
I would have given it back, I would have been to skeered that I'd get caught with it even if I was going to toss it out.
The whole story in a nutshell:
no, honestly, this guy just dropped his gear and here it is look... oh, you're not interested... no me neither... damn!
The really funny thing is, it's a crime to steal someone's pot. Not saying this is what occurred here, but it is technically a crime to steal anything.
Great tale, although I have to say it is pretty medically accepted that weed is not addictive, merely a potential habit forming drug. Knowing me I too would have held on to the stuff unless the person looked like they were infirm, elderly, or otherwise in need of the painkilling properties. Although I haven't smoked it for years, I might have been tempted to put it into a Shisha pipe without tobacco and enjoyed it myself, (I used to smoke a lot of it years ago).
I, too, would have to agree with the fact that it's not physically addictive, though habit forming. In this case, obviously, the man who found the stuff believed he was doing the right thing. I can't blame him for sticking to his morals whether I agree or not.
It depends on your sense of morality. Keeping a cheeseburger from a fat guy on the grounds of it being bad for him is the act making his personal decisions for him.
Either way, the guy probably spent a good bit of money and someone else decided he shouldn't have. This often happens on a larger scale.
it is physically addictive. anyone who has ever stopped knows they go through symptoms of withdrawal if they were a daily smoker.
True, but they are mental symptoms of psychological withdrawal.
Sorry not true, I used to smoke up to 7 of these joints per day. When I returned to Guernsey it was simply not available (Guernsey is a fortress when it comes to weed being brought in), I had no problems at all going without it even after having over two and a half years of smoking excellent strong weed (up to 7 joints per day) in Tenerife. At worst I missed the relaxation aspect of it, but nothing like the problems I experienced when I first ever tried to stop smoking normal cigarettes. To be honest stopping cannabis was a "walk in the park", and I know many others who can confirm the same.
Q.What is a Stoner's Favorite kinda Car?
Q. What do you call money that grows on trees?
Q. How do you stop an army of stoners on horseback?
A. Turn off the carousel.
‘Hello, is this the Sheriff’s Office?’
‘Yes. What can I do for you?’
‘I’m calling to report ’bout my neighbor Billy Bob….He’s hiding’ marijuana inside his firewood!
Don’t quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he’s hiding’ it there.’
‘Thank you very much for the call, sir.’
The next day, the Sheriff’s Deputies descend on Billy Bob's house .They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. So they leave empty handed...
Shortly, the phone rings at Billy Bob's house...
‘Hey, Billy! This here’s Floyd….Did the Sheriff come?’
‘Did they chop your firewood?’
‘Happy Birthday, buddy!’
I was in a gas station about a month or so ago. There were two customers - me and this other guy. I was being taken care of by the cashier, while he was waiting behind me. I did notice that he was reaching in his pocket for money.
Anyway, I was done and happened to look down as I was leaving the store. There was the sack.
I picked it up and then said to the guy, I think you dropped something. I handed it to him. He smiled and said thanks.
Finders - keepers.
Losers - weepers.
There's an exception to every rule, right?
I found it and didn't keep it.
He lost it, but had no need to weep.
I found a 14k mabe pearl necklace on the sidewalk outside a busy mall the day before Christmas. I placed a lost and found ad in the paper for it, but never told anyone where I found it. Three people answered the ad but not one of them told me they were at the mall. I waited until the ad was pulled and still no one came for the pearl. I then decided it must have been meant for me to find and keep it, so I did.
I read this thread earlier? before I went off to enjoy my day? away from this - the most addictive thing I have ever done so far (and I have had many addictions) - the forums! Yeah! and verily I say unto you? - its not so much the keeping of it? although that was a bit mean, especially when he saw the guy was back looking all around for it,
but because he DESTROYED it! OMG! my mind just cannot accept some things, and this is one of 'em. Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess . . . (mumbling and shaking head as I stagger off to bed)
BUT! did he maybe just bury it in the baggy? cuz I'll be over with my flashlight and my dog later tonight, then. Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess Mustn't obsess - (very close to tears)
There's no sinner like a repented sinner.He probably smoked the wacky tobacky himself.You reformed sinners are a pain in the a..
Not that I think smoking weed is a sin. The government should legalize it and make some money from the tax instead of raising oursl
I have been accused by at least one "ex" of having an addictive personality, so if I didn't have a problem stopping smoking weed then it is unlikely it is a problem. To be honest the medical experts even seem to admit that cannabis is not truly addictive and is actually more of a habit forming drug. The evidence of this is easy to find when you look at "normal" people who use it to relax, e.g. headmasters who relax by having a joint instead of a drink at the end of their working day, or people who use it as a painkiller, or even me!!!
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