Today I get cut off in a parking lot and asked if I have a smoke, I say nah, sorry. And walk away thinking “Do I give off a smoker vibe?” Then I proceed with my day.
Tonight I am out for a walk to the local gas station (Dr. Pepper craving) and get cut off again in the parking lot by a different man.
“Do you have smoke?” He was a older man of some none canadian ethnicity so his english was a bit off.
“No I don’t, sorry”
“You don’t have smoke you can sell me?”
“Ah no, sorry”
“Where can I get smoke?”
“Uh I donno, Im not from around here, I have no clue”
“Oh, can you sell me anything other to smoke?”
“Anything else I can smoke, ya know… like the weed?”
“Where can I find some to smoke?”
“I really wouldn’t know”
“Where should I ask?”
“I really have no clue”
“Should I ask a cab driver?”
“… Ya, definitely!, Look there’s a cab pulling in now, he’ll know”
And I walk away.
Thinking when did I develop the “Why yes, I do bootleg cigarettes and know where all the best dealers in st. johns are” look?