My story isn’t as awesome as others. But I still remember this day.
After years of taking hydrocodone and oxy at work (40-50mg ish a dose) I was pretty well accustomed to being on opiates on the job.
I work in a call center, but I’m a reporting analyst so don’t deal with customers. But I have meetings with execs and shit pretty regularly.
I left work to score some pills, which isn’t a big deal. Being salaried and kind of an independent worker allows me the luxury to leave when I want, as long as there is nothing on my calendar.
As I score some pills, my guy asks me if I want to try heroin. I’d never tried it before. I railed 2 pretty good size lines, trusting this guy that he knows the strength of the batch and my tolerance level. I smoked a cigarette and got in my car to drive back to work. During the drive I fully realize that what I had done was drastically different than eating a few vicodin.
I immediately walk into a meeting. I’m positive everyone knows. I’m telling myself to keep my eyes open the entire time. It’s like a mental battle. I’m pretty sure I partially nodded a few times. I didn’t say a word or make eye contact during that entire meeting.
I made it through somehow, then spent the rest of the day trying to stay awake. Went home and fucking crashed.
So yeah. The first time I did heroin was easily the highest I’ve ever been at work.