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I guess I can't bitch about my dope dealer even alittle bit - one call, and half an hour later he's at my place with the goods. Not a minute late, always the right weight and at a decent price as well. Gotta respect the guy, a real businessman. My weed man on the other hand ...
 
Before I make this statement I must say this; I was always understanding of this person, and put up with their constantly begin late a lot over the last two years.

Today, at 3pm, I inquired about what was going to be tonight's DOC. I sent the usual text message, got a response and was told it'd be "awhile" because they were in another town. No problem, I totally understand this. Was told to expect a call "at dinner time" (or 6pm).

6pm rolled around, no call. Waited til 7pm, sent dealer a text message. "I'm not in town" was the reply. Okay fair enough, when will you be back? Just a general time span so I know if I can work in a nap. "Take a nap" came the reply, so I did.

Wake up at 10pm, no messages/calls from dealer. This was expected, txt dealer again (for the third of fourth time, trying really hard not to txt bomb). No response. Okay, maybe they aren't home, or are driving home. I wait another 45 minutes until curiosity gets the best of me. So after South Park goes off (and I should have been high as a kite by then, damnit) I decide that since this person only lives 5 minutes away I'll do a ride by and see if they're lying to me or not.

So I go get a pack of smokes, and ride by. Cars in drive way, every light in the house in on, including one that is never on unless the person I want to see is home. Thinking okay, maybe they got here a minute before I did or something I'll just shoot back home and probably have a message telling me to come by on my cell phone.

Get home, nope, no message. I've had enough of this shit. Just told this connection to drop my number, and let them know that I can tolerate the bullshit but not begin lied to. They're currently txt bombing my phone trying to convince me to come by and pick up the stuff.

Sucks for them, I got a reliable connection in route. He charges a little more, but at least he's on time. I expect to be well within the hour.

Should have dropped this connection months ago.
 
My dealer, reliable connect, was on his way here with 100 Xannies and 30 oxys...he got pulled over, searched, and there went my shit. After he got of jail we find out the cop took the shit bc he was only charged with not havin a license. Damn cop!
And what's with dealer time? When you say an hour why the fuck am I still waitin 5 hrs later with no return text.
Shit anymore if I wanna get high, I order the day before lol
 
Little follow up on my post above; Old dealer is pissed because I call them on their shit and brought up some stuff about how I uh...well did a lot of shit for their family when they didn't have their own car. But suddenly, I'm not begin invited to come over after they get their own car? They were basically using me as a ride for MONTHS and would always ask me to take them shopping/to town when they knew I was dope sick and would do it for a couple of goodies. Not only that, knowing how sick I was they'd spend up to 3 hours grocery shopping, and don't even getting me started on the other places I would take them.

But the longer time went on, the less and less gas money or "goodies" for these trips. Oh by the way, I was helping this person make...well lets just say it paid the rent, bills, bought that car, put groceries in the house,...the works. I treated these people like family and I thought the feelings were mutual.

The used me, straight up, I should have cut these people off sooner like I said. It was so damn obvious but I was blinded by the addiction and chasing those freebies. Addiction is such an awful thing, more so when you're dope sick!

This person has basically always been a PITA to deal with, but as time went on it just go worse and worse. It wasn't me neither, I wasn't coming over there begging for fronts. I was always respectful, I never used in in front of them, and I always had cash in hand when I came by.

I even managed to "visit" for at least 30 minutes every time I went over there because this person was paranoid about traffic (which I again, understand). But her mooch family lived with her, and would bum smokes off you left and right. I eventually got to the point where I made sure I was leaving my packs in my car before going in. I can barely afford smoking myself and should just quit I suppose.

TL;DR: My other connect came through, I'm currently on a mix of opiates and a bit of xanax and going to slam a few shots of moonshine. Decided to do a little oxy because I haven't had any in weeks and I knew I wouldn't be buying anymore anytime soon. Got a roxi 30, split in half, ate that with a perc 10 and two bar xanax. Getting ready to fire up some mean green I got from my cousin tonight. Going to just say fuck sleeping and start working in about 3 hours. :)
 
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Well, someone close to me has been unable to reach their guy for the last 5 days, which really sucks for him becuase he is not about to try and go cop on the ghetto streets so he can get ripped off, poisoned, or arrested (and I don't blame him). Luckily, he's just chips, so he didnt have to get sick from wd's. The thing is, he has known this dude for like 2 years (from what I understand), so to disappear for 5 days...idk, one can only guess (retirement? vacation? worse?...who knows).

Who knows, maybe the guy will turn up after a few weeks (or not) with some b.s story. It's absurd....8)
 
I generally have no problems with the guy - he's a great friend of mine, in fact, and more than I could ask for in a supplier of such things - but he's sometimes impossible to reach for no reason.

Also, not my dealer, but some contact of his is in possession of some stuff I'd be highly interested in, and he's willing to part with... but he's gone under the radar.:!
 
Copped for a friend on Friday, and it was a nightmare. My usual dealer was not picking up my phone calls, so I had to go down to the cop spot amd wait around with a ton of gnarly looking junky's for the dope man to come. We waited for two hours and I finally get a call from MY fat ass smack dealer, and as I saw his number pop up on the screen I almost cried with relief.... That was short lived however as he said he couldn't meet up with me for an hour, so I told him "okay, c'mon down here but call first cause I might buy from someone else" he was cool with that and I continued to wait for the other dealer.

An hour passes, my guy calls me back, and again, I almost shit myself "thank god! I can get my dope and bounce out of this shithole". My dealer informs me he has no dope, but he's going to go get some, so wait around for another hour. I get pissed at this point and say "look, call me back but I probably won't be here".

Finally my friend gets in touch with his dealer (who I don't know). The guy will ONLY meet with HIM though, so I got to hand over my money. Of course I was not happy about the idea of this transaction at all, but I've known this guy for years, and he's always done right by me. So I give him my money, and wait with his wife for about fourty five minutes for this mother fucker to come back. His wife starts calling him, and he won't pick up, so I start to really flip out, fantasizing about throwing myself into the murky canal nearbye and ending this madness for once and for all. Instead however, I just start walking around this five block radius at a sprinting pace (very suspicious, but I'm getting into self destruction mode right now I'm so upset). Eventually I meetup with my friend, he passes over the bundle, and I really do almost cry.

I hate the dope game. Granted its not always that bad, but when you don't have five different dealers to call up, and your relying on middlemen to cop, it can be sheer hell. I'm just relieved I didn't get played.
 
So this one time i was in the car with 3 of my boys and ya kno it was late at night round 2 in the mornin rite. So we hit up this dealer trynna get some buds.. Anyways we drive out the spot (mall parkin lot) and were chillin there for a good half hour. So my boy calls him n asks where he was n says he down the road n is gonna b there any minute. 10 minutes later we call him again n in the middle of talkin the guy hangs up. Needless to say, for his own good on fuckin us over like that, it was good he didnt show up cuz he woulda gotten robbed
 
I just got quite a nice check and no one is answering :( !!! And the most reliable dude I have is totally in a shitty situation right now so I don't want to pester the guy... it's so fucking hard to have $$$ and nothing to cop!!! AAAHHH!!!

so things just took a turn for the interesting....... :o
 
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I just got quite a nice check and no one is answering :( !!! And the most reliable dude I have is totally in a shitty situation right now so I don't want to pester the guy... it's so fucking hard to have $$$ and nothing to cop!!! AAAHHH!!!

so things just took a turn for the interesting....... :o

did you message him and just don't wanna double msg or something?

Cause if you haven't messaged him yet, I don't see how it would be pestering.

A reliable dealer will always be happy to get a text or call for a chop, because I can bet they are profiting more off you than you even realize :P
 
fuck fucking dealers that make me sit in random parking lots for hours on end waiting for their fucking asses...fuckkk
 
did you message him and just don't wanna double msg or something?

Cause if you haven't messaged him yet, I don't see how it would be pestering.

A reliable dealer will always be happy to get a text or call for a chop, because I can bet they are profiting more off you than you even realize :P

he's become more of a friend and someone just died on him so now sadly isn't the time to pester :| normally i would though :p

i did find someone who answered and made off with some nice loot :)
 
So I've just about given up on my old dealer. His phone has been off for weeks now, doing the whole *boop-boop-boop* the person you are trying to reach is not accepting calls at this time... and he has yet to call or text me from his new number. I'm pretty sure that he must have lost his phone, had it stolen or something because word is that he's been seen driving around, so I don't think he's caught a charge or anything.

I've driven through his neighborhood and his meeting places countless times, and I can't seem to spot him. So, that's that, I guess...

It sucks because his bags were really good; but, on the other hand, I'm real happy with my dealer now. His bags aren't as good, but he always throws us a few extra bags whenever we pick up. I never have to wait for him because he always has us come through to one of the two places where he hangs out and where he lives. He's never out of product, and so it's a pretty good setup...
 
I now officially hate my dealer. I used to get all the stuff I needed from him super cheap and super fast, but lately he's been acting weird, I suppose he's gotten himself in some kind of trouble and needs money since he began pinching and cutting his shit.

I told him "don't cut my shit, rather sell it for more than make me snort baking soda" and he seemed fine with it.

But our last meeting was the last straw.. I had to wait for him in a bad neighbourhood for an hour, I kept calling him, and when he finally answered, he said he'd be there in 15 minutes, but when I called him after 25, he told me to wait an another 15. In total I had been waiting for him for more than 2 hours and it was freezing.

I never look at the stuff I buy until I get home and I used to trust me. Now, I got back and see that the "expensive but not cut amph" is actually cut with some shit I've never seen before. I'm afraid to even use it. Also, the weed he sold me has obvious mold on it. Does he think I'm stupid? I need to find an another dealer badly.
 
^ Yeah when your dealer can't even get a bag of weed right, it's time to go somewhere else...

Seriously, mold on your weed? Holy fuck, I've never even seen that before...

Reading this thread, I realize I never want to land myself in the situation where I'm waiting around for hours just for drugs. Life is so much better than that. When I rely on a substance so much that I find myself waiting in bad neighborhoods for hours on end, freezing my ass off, only to be ripped off...that's when I'll know I need to straighten myself out.

Shiiit, I know what it's like to be craving a drug. I'm sure we all do. But look at yourselves. Endangering yourself just for a high is as bad as it gets. Leave that shit behind, and improve your life! I mean no disrespect, or in anyway mean to degrade people on this forum (I'm not talking to, or about anyone in particular) but come on guys and girls, you're all better than this!
 
Yeah, we'll its called addiction. And when your at the point that you're willing to wait for hours on end on the corner of a shitty neighbourhood so you can get straight, it is the time when an outsider would say "get some help". But from the perspective of an addict, or from my perspective I should say as I don't want to speak for anyone else, the thought of calling it quits seems even harder, because then I have to face myself, and rebuild everything I fucked up, and not to mention detox.

It's ironic I guess, but sometimes you get high because you just don't want to face the fact that your addicted. It's easier to get high, and live in denial, then go home sick, knowing that no matter how good your intentions are, the second you do get your money, or you connect DOES pick up your phone, you'll be back on that corner again. It's not as easy as shrugging it off and saying "well, I guess it's time to quit".
 
my dealer is my room mate and best friend which is pretty cool. Lately though he's been irritating me, just doing the stupidest shit. The other day he gave me a couple pre bagged grams of coke and I thought I was supposed to sell them to people at the party we were going to, you know just help him out. I never even ended up bringing the coke out with me and we all started blowing lines later when I realized one of the bags was missing. I made it clear to everyone in the room that it was missing and another homie said he might have poured it out onto the plate but we had all been doing it so I didn't really care, I told my room mate I would pay for it. I gave him back the other 2 grams and later he accused me of losing them all and he doesn't remember me giving them back to him. I know he was just really blacked out and doesn't remember but it was such an annoying situation. Not the first time it's happened either, he always get's blacked out and does a bunch of his own coke/loses it/blows a bunch of people out and then complains about losing money.

He hid my 5 gram bag of MDMA the other night too when he was blacked out and gave me a helluva scare that some one had stolen it. It's just annoying as fuck when there are always drugs going missing and when I asked him what he think happened he just says "dude i was so fucked up last night i don't remember shit"

he also accused me of doing some of his MDMA when he lost mine, tried to tell me an empty baggie with white residue on my desk was his MDMA (it was my own MXE)

The thing is he barely makes any money and usually just does most of the product he picks up. He got pissed as fuck at me the other night for explaining to some kid where to get a medical card, telling me I was putting him out of business and shit.

I'm so over dealing with people when getting drugs, I liked how simple and easy it was to order my MXE online
 
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