I used to work at a club in Toronto as a security guard. One night, they kicked out some dealers and threw a baggie into the trash right next to me and three cops. I was so curious about what those 8 pills felt like, so as they kicked out a group of people for fighting, all the cops turned their heads to look as I reached in and grabbed the bag. I was even more curious to try these pills so I went to the washroom and dropped one. I had no Idea what to expect.
I ended up tripping so hard in front of all the cops and my bosses. At one point I had the door open, and my co-workers were asking me to close the door but I didn't hear them. They ended up yelling at me and giving me weird looks. I can't believe that noone questioned me, especially when These raver kids looked in my eyes and said out loud "Hey guys look! The security Guard is on E! Cool!".
From that point on, I enjoyed going to raves for free and tripping out on free drugs, and getting paid for it.
It progressed to me bringing a pipe to work and smoking bowls at my post. Since the whole place reeked of weed, noone thought that I was the one.
Another time I was rolling on 2 pills and was transferred to the inside to open doors for the police to the office. It was an interesting job because I familiarized myself with all the police, but none of them knew I was rolling. I guess I was slightly above suspicion because of my security status, and the fact that I didn't have a stupid grin on my facehelped.
Oh yeah. I also got paid a lot too.
One night I was working the Graveyard shift and was really bored. I found a bottle of Percs in the confiscation bin. Ahhh.. Memories.
I could write more, but this is good enough