Well damn. That was a close call!!!
Went to the dumpster for a quick puff... and when I headed back to our building, one of outside salesman was walking out to his truck.
'Crazier... what the hell were you doing back there?!?!'
The moment I've been dreading comes, and the planning I've developed over the last 3 years for these moments now need to come into play.
See, smoking pot at work has become a bit harder since I've quit smoking cigarettes. From the beginning of my quit date, I continued to go outside for a breath of fresh air. That way, for that one or two days a week I smoke behind the dumpster, no one notices that I'm gone.
Every time I smoke behind the dumpster, I come out adjusting my zipper. Every time.
So, he spots me, asks me what the hell I'm doing, and of cousre, he sees me fixing my zipper. I answer 'Ah... I was out here for a breath of fresh air, had to take a leak, so I figured, why not?'
He says 'Gee... you pissed out here in front of God and everybody?'
I say 'Yeah, it's a beautiful day out here man.'
'Yeah it is, have a good one Crazier.'
That was that.
Now, had he caught me redhanded... I have a plan for that as well. I'll scare the living shit out of him. Whoever were to catch me and indicate that they were going to tattle is going to see me get angry. I have it planned out. It's almost happened before.
I was about to put the fear of God into that guy.
My job is important to me. I've been smoking since I've started working here. I can handle it. I would hurt someone that threatened to put me in a potential position of getting fired, or tried to damage my reputation.
That and the fact that my boss is my dad's best friend. Can you say that'd be a shitload of drama I could go without? I can alredy hear it 'smoking weed at work Crazier?' They'd make me out to be some type of bad guy.
Power to the weed gods for making this story and my dumpster runs possible.
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