OK I just need to vent and this isn't exactly the right thread for it, but it's sort of about sharing, sharing connects, at least, so let's give this a try:
It's a long story, but here it is: There's this kid who basically came into a lot of money; he won a settlement for being in a really bad car accident. He used that money to buy stacks (10 bundles, 100 bags) every other day which he would bring back to our little two-horse town and sell to everyone at an inflated price. We all bought from him because no one had a dealer of their own and although it was more expensive, it saved us from having to make the trip ourselves.
Well, he ran out of money because he uses the shit himself and his girlfriend also had a massive habit. So, he'd bring people into the city to see his guy, but no one could meet his guy, of course, and he would tax everyone a couple bags. In other words, he was a real professional middleman.
Well, one day, when I knew that this kid would be going away to jail soon (there was a warrant for his arrest), and when he left his dealer's number in my phone, I called his guy myself and asked him to meet me. Sure enough, he met me, and we've been seeing this dealer for a while now up until just recently. The middleman went away to jail, but it was all good because we had his dealer now.
For whatever reason, this dealer disconnected his number and never called us from the new one. (I believe that he probably lost his phone or had it stolen, as he had always called us before from the new number whenever he had it changed.) Well, we've been trying to get back in touch with this guy forever, but so far we've had no luck.
So this kid, the middleman, he gets out of jail and we meet him and we talk, catch up and whatever and tell him that we've been seeing his dealer but that now he's changed his number and we haven't spoken to him since. Well, long story short, this kid gets the guy's number again and refuses to give it to us. He calls me up today like, "Yeah, dude, I got his number now and so if you need anything just let me know." I was like, "Well, we've been seeing him ourselves so why don't you just give us the number?" And, of course, he goes on about how some real serious shit went down and he only wants to deal to a few people and doesn't want his number getting around and blah blah blah, all bullshit. Really, all this kid wants is to middle us again and squeeze bags from us and it pisses me the fuck off.
I hope this kid goes to jail again. I really do, man. I swear, when you're in the game, you need to have a zero-tolerance policy for middlemen, like negotiating with terrorists -- just don't do it. I told this kid straight-up, "well, we're never going to call you to take us out there, because we see dealers directly now. So if you don't want to give me his number, I'll just get it on my own, and then when I do, and when you're down and out again, looking for a ride or need someone to float you a bag, we'll remember this."
Fucking asshole, man. It's unreal. Why do people have to be so god damn greedy? If I knew some good people, and I knew that they wouldn't give my dealer a hard time or snitch or anything like that, then I'd ask my dealer if they could come through, and so long as I got the O.K. from my dealer... I'd let them go see my guy themselves. It makes them happy, and it makes my dealer happy, and quite honestly, it makes me happy because it's not worth all the trouble just for a couple of bags. I'd rather keep the gas in my tank for when I have to go cop myself.
Anyway, that's my rant. Not giving me my own dealer's number... get fucked.