Last night was really weird at work.... I was working in an awesome row and totally chopping it up with everyone and just laughing and working really hard too and the guy to my left was giving me candy and then he says "want a line??" and I'm like seriously so stupid... I'm thinking he has pixie sticks or something.
Anyway, I'm like "a line of what?" and he's like "whatever you want". Oh shit. Then it hit me that he has coke on him and I think speed too cause he said "a line of clear or white or whatever you want" and then I told him I'm in drug court and he totally apologized and stuff. But, then I couldn't stop thinking about how he has drugs on him. And then, evvery time he got up and went to the bathroom I knew what he was doing and then he pulled a pain pill out of his pocket and took that too and Ugh, I dunno, it was just a rough night.
I'm almost 9 months clean and most people already know my situation with court so they really don't just offer me drugs, but this guy really didn't know and later on I found out he doesn't just DO drugs, he actually SELLS them too. That would explain the Black Mercedes he drives to work everyday. I always wondered how he could afford that car on our tiny salary.
So, whatever, I didn't cave in to the peer pressure and I'm a better person for it. ha ha I'm just hoping I don't have to sit next to him again anytime soon.
My friend Joellene got hired there and so did my friend Jorge. So far, honestly, I think I've gotten about 6 people hired there. It's cool though cause they are all clean and in drug court with me so at least I have some support while I'm working.
Well, my parents are still in maryland, everthing is going well. Opie is adorable as always. I'm sleeping really well and there haven't been any unfortunate incidents..... Not sure how much of this you guys know, but one time when they were gone I fell asleep driving and totalled my car, another time someone overdosed in their house and yet another time their dog, Sydney was killed by two neighborhood dogs (that wasn't my fault, I wasn't even living at home when that happened - someone else was taking care of him)... But you can understand whey they'd be worried about going on vacation and letting me stay here :)