A couple years ago, I was pretty bad off (dope sick) and my usual connect would not be ready until 8pm, and it was early morning still.. I called up a "friend" (more like fellow junky) who said he could do somethin' for me. He showed up near my house with his GF saying he needed the money upfront, as he was a little broke. I gave him enough for 5 bags, 3 for me, 2 for them for doing the deal for me.
Guy disappears for 2 hours, and I can't get a hold of him, thinkin' I'm completely beat. He calls back and says he's doing the deal ATM and will be back at my house in 20 minutes. I'm stoked, figuring if he was gonna beat me, he wouldn't of called me back. An hour passes by and he hasn't showed up. I call his phone, and his GF picks it up. She says they got pulled over and the cop caught her BF with the shit. She needs $750 to bail him out, and he was arrested because of me (as she so eloquently put it). I just said "Fuck you and your scumbag boyfriend," hung the phone up and punched a wall. Lost a little bit of money, luckily I saved enough so I could get a bundle later that night (had an idea something like that could happen), but the bitch had the balls to repeatedly call me back yelling at me to give her more money for his "fictitious" bail.
Found out from a friend apparently he was gonna do the deal straight, but his "girlfriend" convinced him to beat me. Well, he has called me since then asking for me to "help him out" but apparently he never realized he was burning bridges. I just laughed at his dope sick, broke ass. He was arrested a few weeks after this happened (for possession, lost his pick-up), and heard his girlfriend was gettin' pimped out for the diesel... heh.. Karma is a bitch.