15. Selling Crystal Meth
Selling Crystal Meth
Selling Crystal Meth is the continuation in a series of hubs in which I discuss my life of rebellion, dabbling in the Occult, drugs, crime and prison to life-changing conversion through Jesus Christ.Click here to read it from the beginning. In this hub, I will discuss experiences I had in the meth dealing game.
Working My Way Up
Like everything else, I started selling meth small time. I bought eight balls (eighths of an ounce) and divided them up into smaller amounts to make a profit. I started selling crystal meth shortly after I started selling marijuana. I kept climbing my way up the ladder of meth dealing; buying half ounces, ounces, quarter pounds, half pounds, and eventually pounds.
At first it was difficult, because I did not know any major crank (meth) dealers. I bought meth from guys that would cook small batches and wanted the highest price on the market for them. Not to mention, it was hard to tell what you were getting, sometimes. It was often cut; and it’s not always easy to tell how much it was cut by just looking at it. I would have to wait for feedback from the smokers.
There was this time, though, when I bought some meth, uncut, straight from the cook. It was much more potent than what my customers were used to getting from me. I sold some to a guy planning to use it with his buddy on a camping trip. After returning from his trip he told me, "Man, that was the most potent meth I had ever done in my life! I did one little bump with my friend. It burned my nose; and for three days I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, nothing!" I just laughed.
The Mexican Connection
I finally caught a break when I got hooked up with some Mexicans. They hardly even spoke English; but they had good dope, and a lot of it. Getting a Mexican connection like that is a Caucasian drug dealer’s dream come true. That is because they are usually connected to some kind of drug cartel with access to massive supplies of dope. I started buying pounds from them at $10,000 a pound, through an intermediary (the guy who brought us together. Of course, he made a profit too). I would break that pound up into all kinds of smaller amounts and sell them. I made a lot of money doing that; but I wasn’t getting rid of my meth as fast as I wanted to. The fiends just wanted grams, sixteenths and eight balls. I wanted to sell some ounces.
Occasionally, I did sell some ounces; and there was a time or two when I sold a half pound to make a quick profit. Nevertheless, in a short time, I was driving a luxury Acura Legend and had a pocket full of hundred dollar bills. My Mexican connection for pounds of meth lasted about one year. During the end of that time, they even dropped the price on me to $8,300 a pound; but then I started having some problems with the intermediary. He betrayed my trust. Not to mention, he was a heavy meth user. He ended up owing me a few thousand dollars, which he never made good on.
Border Wars - Meth Ceisure
The Need for Speed
Crank (meth) users are a whole different crowd of people than pot smokers. Meth is a drug that people become physically dependant on; so when they don’t get it they become irritated, angry, and do things that they normally wouldn’t do to obtain it. They have a bad reputation for stealing. They will steal practically anything that is not bolted down. You can’t trust them one bit. When I was a kid, a crank head stole my 10-speed bike—from my front porch!
What's more, meth fiends will lie and make promises that they never intend on keeping just to score some dope. They’ll say they’ll pay you later if you front them a sack. However, they make virtually no effort to contact you when they have your money. You have to hunt them down like Rambo. They will even complain about the dope to try to weasel their way out of paying you; although, that never stops them from using it all.
I had this guy who I would front dope to sometimes, and his debt got a little high. He owed me $1,800 for two ounces. He sold the dope I sold him, but he also used it regularly. Anyway, throughout my visits to him, I noticed his house becoming barer and barer. I asked him if he was in the process of moving out. He assured me that he wasn’t until, one day, I came over and no one lived there anymore. I was out $1,800!
It is dangerous being a meth dealer. Some meth addicts will straight up rob you or kill you for your dope. I have never actually been robbed by anyone for meth (by strong arm or gun point), but I know people who have. I know one guy who's mom and sister were killed because he didn't pay up on a debt that he owed to some Mexicans. He was a dealer, himself; and he got a few thousand dollars worth of dope fronted to him by some Mexicans. When he didn't pay them, they came looking for him; but instead they found his mother and sister. They shot and killed them in their home.
After I lost my connection that supplied me with pounds of meth, it was hard re-establishing such a connection. At least, one that was able to match the quality of dope I was getting. I found some other guys to buy ounces, half pounds and pounds from, but their dope was usually way too cut; and if it wasn’t cut, they only wanted to sell smaller amounts, like ounces, for $1,000 each. Even when I was buying my pounds for $10,000, each ounce averaged out to $625. I would re-sell them for up to $900.
There is a lot of money in the meth trade. However, you can’t trust anyone. Crank fiends are shady; and people kill over dope. I made stacks of money at times; but at other times I took some big hits. Shortly after establishing myself in the meth trade, I got connected to some Mexicans which were running cocaine. I’ll continue with that in my next hub.