How did it happen if I may ask? And I grew up around the Twin Cities too!
Ayy what up minneapolis here. Worst for me was a pound of shrooms. I was way out if my league, 7 years ago was 18 and a freshman in college. Guy I met there in college (Call him H)sold me bud wanted to get rid of the pound and I told them about Jeremiah. Jeremiah was sketchy and probably 25 or so at the time, had sold me small amounts of shrooms, amazing Paul frank rolls, etc probably 7-8 times over my senior year in high school. So everyone is coming from different places and I kind of force Jeremiah into picking me up halfway, mostly cuz I had no gas, but also for security. I get in the car he has a friend I've never seen before with 2 horrendous black eyes. I was a dumb, dumb kid, very inexperienced, but I knew enough to be worried by that. I asked to see the money just to be sure. They had it. We listened to shitty dubstep and when we got there H hopped in the car with the pound. Immediately they grabbed it, whipped out a knife "get the fuck out the car" I was shocked and dumbfounded, H hopped out. I sat there like an idiot... They just stared at me for a while "....you too bro" worst part was H and his friend needed to give me a ride home. I almost cried lol. Correction, the worst part was I was only making about $80 off this deal worth over 10x that, was just doing it to help a friend
I got them probably what they payed for it over the next 3-4 months, about half what they would've sold it for. I was a poor college kid with no job. Still feel bad about that. A couple months later I dropped out and got on heroin.
Nowadays the only illegal drugs I get are weed and acid, with occasional Molly. Only 1 connection who I've known for almost 20 years. No fronting, no wierdness, no copping from strangers, ignoring street offers. I'm still dumb, but not that dumb. Heroin did teach me that, when dope sickness is at stake, can't be playing around.
The only time I intentionally ripped someone off was about a year after that. Middle man-ing a gram of tar for an incredibly rich spoiled brat. Had been doing it for weeks. He was like 5 hours late picking it up, I got dope sick, and shot like half of it. When he realized he called threatening to call the heat, I panicked and prepared to swallow some condoms. Nothing came of it of course. I feel bad, but not that bad, as his parents literally gave him $80 allowance PER DAY as a 20 year old