Monday, March 06, 2006
Changing my career?
I think I’m going to become a Drug Dealer. I capitalized the job title because I do believe that it is a legitimate job. No… not like a pharmacist. I mean a street dealer. I think I have the lingo down… “Rock”, “Crack”, “Blow”, “Shit”, “Fizzies” and more…. I know some of the best street corners. Not only that, but there is great job security! In the 6 months that I’ve been walking to work, one corner in particular ‘belongs’ to 6 guys. The “Fuzz” must know that they are dealers… Yet they never get picked up… That is job security.
“Ok, smarty pants. What about money? How much could you possibly make in a day?”
*** Please note: I am very STUPID!!! ***
One day I decided to ask a dealer how much he makes in a typical day. Yes I did… Not too smart huh? But I had to ask… Apparently he, and the 5 others guys pull in anywhere from 5 to 10 thousand per day!!!!! Oh, then he wanted to know if I needed a fix. For 30 bucks he said he could get me the good stuff…
Aside from his bad breath, he was actually rather pleasant and forth coming with information. No kidding… I could make 15% of each sale and he was willing to set me up with a location and product. NO MONEY DOWN! He put it to me in terms of real dollars.
He would provide 10 bags of Rock at $20 per bag. I would make $3 per bag. So the faster I sell it the better. He said that some of his top guys make more than $90 per hour. I can’t wait to do it!!!
Well…maybe not… I thanked him for his time, wished him a good day, and went home. But wow, $90/hour… hmmmmm….
