With as much experience as I have with this substance I suppose I'm bound to have a few (or dozens) of such experiences. I still enjoy tripping in public and semi-public (shows and such) but I mostly just do it somewhere private anymore. Here's a few off the top of my head:
17 years old-One of the shittiest was reporting an accident. My buddy was driving, he was just high, not on acid, we were the only ones to see the accident, everyone involved was fine but he insisted on sticking around to make sure the cops got the right story, and the person whose fault it wasn't didn't get totally fucked. A nice thing to do but, I pleaded with him for awhile to just go. I was just coming up so I was still functioning, we were there for like an hour though, I had to talk to the cops a few times, they never knew anything was up, luckily. We completed out moral duty. %)
23 years old- Another time my ex INSISTED that I do the dishes. She knew I was tripping, she had tripped many times before so she knew where I was at, and still made me do em. And I mean a three person apartment sink-full, most of which weren't mine.

I never really forgave her for that, silly as it sounds.
27 years old- And most recently (last summer) I had to deal with cops AGAIN, this time just on the down end of peaking because my idiot buddy thought it'd be a good idea to light off 2" mortar tubes in the parking lot of Alpine after Phish. RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY CAR.

He got caught IMMEDIATELY. The fireworks were in MY car (yes I had a DD), along with a lot of acid and other drugs.

I freaked out for half a second and realized if I didn't get control of myself things could get really bad, really quick. I said as little as possible to the police, (and yes they were real police, not security), complied with every request, admitted to the fireworks in the car and gave the rest to the cops straight away. I told them that I didn't know he brought them til he took it out and that I told him not to light it. Luckily they bought all of this, took the fireworks and didn't harass me any further.

My friend, on the other hand, got fucked. Idiot had weed and paraphernalia on him. He managed to ditch his hitter without the cops seeing (dark parking lot) but got a possession charge along with the fireworks and resisting arrest. He was tripping too and his first instinct was to run. Lord, what a catastrophe. They booked him right there at a mobile hq, and we were out the lot in another hour and I really enjoyed the rest of my trip believe it or not.

So did my buddy, lol, he was so f'd it didn't phase him til he woke up the next day. haha.
For the tl;dr crew: Moral of the story: Don't light off fireworks in Alpine Valley while tripping or, more specifically, let your friends do it either. haha.
