When in real danger, have I ever felt indifferent to that danger or somehow unable to protect myself as a result of my addiction? Describe.
I guess this is referring to ‘immediate’ and ‘present’ danger as opposed to ‘potential’ (i.e. the danger of the daily process of copping on the streets of North Philly).
The only time I was in ‘real’ danger on my last run was the time I had just gotten back from Colorado and didn’t know where to cop any shit from. I was drun k one night and REALLY wanted some coke (whether it was powder or crack I didn’t care). It was about 2 or 3 in the morning and in my brilliance, I decided to drive through North Philly looking for corners to score from. I saw two dudes walking down the street, we made eye contact and did the ‘head nod’ thing.
They motioned me to pull over. I did. They walked to my car and told me to pull into a dark lot next to an abandoned building. I told them I wasn’t doing that and that we could do it here. They asked me what I wanted and I told them I wanted powder. The dude in the front moved to the side and I saw that the other guy was holding a shotgun and it was pointed at me (maybe 2 or 3 feet away). The other guy reached into the car and said ‘gimme the money’. I’m no idiot so I gave the dude my $80 bucks. He then reached into the car and tried to unlock and open the car door while saying ‘it’s cool, it’s cool, relax’. I slammed on the gas and ducked down as I drove away.
I was actually very relaxed when this occurred and really didn’t care if I got hurt. I was more concerned about being further inconvenienced by them taking my car and leaving me stranded downtown. I was more pissed about my stupid drunken idea and the fact that I was out $80.
I guess this is referring to ‘immediate’ and ‘present’ danger as opposed to ‘potential’ (i.e. the danger of the daily process of copping on the streets of North Philly).
The only time I was in ‘real’ danger on my last run was the time I had just gotten back from Colorado and didn’t know where to cop any shit from. I was drun k one night and REALLY wanted some coke (whether it was powder or crack I didn’t care). It was about 2 or 3 in the morning and in my brilliance, I decided to drive through North Philly looking for corners to score from. I saw two dudes walking down the street, we made eye contact and did the ‘head nod’ thing.
They motioned me to pull over. I did. They walked to my car and told me to pull into a dark lot next to an abandoned building. I told them I wasn’t doing that and that we could do it here. They asked me what I wanted and I told them I wanted powder. The dude in the front moved to the side and I saw that the other guy was holding a shotgun and it was pointed at me (maybe 2 or 3 feet away). The other guy reached into the car and said ‘gimme the money’. I’m no idiot so I gave the dude my $80 bucks. He then reached into the car and tried to unlock and open the car door while saying ‘it’s cool, it’s cool, relax’. I slammed on the gas and ducked down as I drove away.
I was actually very relaxed when this occurred and really didn’t care if I got hurt. I was more concerned about being further inconvenienced by them taking my car and leaving me stranded downtown. I was more pissed about my stupid drunken idea and the fact that I was out $80.