woodsmaneh
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So I'm just one of those guys that has shit happen wherever they go, most of it is great and some of it would stop your heart. This is a recent story of how helping out a friend of a good friend almost got me 15 to 20. It's true but I have changed the names and places. I'm not going to tell you what happened till the end but if you know what the big deal is let me know. How did I get into this spot, well I have some great skills and that's what this called for. So I go for a ride and on the way stop in to see a guy who is a buddy of my good friend, he owns a bunch of businesses and and is a good guy. I have ridden with him over the years and drop in to bullshit with him when I pass through town. So I drop into the shop and he asked me what I'm doing for work. I says I'm retired and do some hi-tec consulting when beer gets low. He says lets get a beer, right there I should have turned and ran, fuck me! So over a beer he tells me his son is dying from cancer, his employees are stealing from him and his wife is a basket case and he's going to kill himself, if he can't find someone to run things, all true it turns out. Sooooo he says he had asked a couple buddies if I know about shit and all things came back I'm cool. Now what are the chances of finding someone who knows all about bikes, head shops, hydro shops, tattoo and piercing shops, plus has been a CEO of a multinational company to boot. Yup that's me plus I'm a builder. So he said I need to meet his wife, she wanted a police background check, I said knock yourself out, and the next day I stared working for the Family (little did I know) I showed up at 10:30 to meet him and get the low down. He came in gave me a key, introduced me to the local staff and said I could put it all together with my background and just left. I did not see him for 3 weeks but I did see his family. First son I had the pleasure of meeting was the oldest and the nice one. He was opening a business in one of his dads buildings, one of these days. Came in to get cash for his business, 400$ one day 700$ another and so on. The 2 daughters were great I can't believe they come from the same parents as the boys. So one a day to day I ran the head office and shops in one city and drove to the others on different days. what did we do
Custom Bike shop, Harley shop, not a dealer. I was a bike for a number of years and have raced for some of the big names. I have always worked on bikes.
Hydro shops, well you know why if you know me. I know a little about growing
Head shop, dam I got one of everything, know all about that shit
Tattoo and piercing, don't know shit about it but learned fast.
Sex shop, yup got that covered
Now he has shops in 5 cities and does about 20 million so it's not a mom and pop shop, it is but big $$$$
For me it's a dream job, bikes, growing, sex toys, tat's and piercings. So first week went well and started to get a feel for the shop, it's weird, I got no time for heavy drug dealing, but here I am selling size 15/15 bags for coke or crack or what ever the fuck. Had the tattoo guy borrow a set of scales from me, and give it to his dealer who goes in the can ,comes out in a couple min, gives the scales back to me and says if you need anything I'm your guy. WTF I'm the Boss and your pulling this shit in the shop!!! so working in the hydro shop and after a few weeks there is always 3 or 4 people a week come into the shop looking for the boss, he's not coming back for months. They leave and come back at some point, next day an hour of a week but they came back and said they got clones or weed from him or what ever. I should have run at this point but it gets much better. So I ask the owner Stimie what the fuck is going on and he blows it off. I know he sells weed and clones that's no secret from anyone. So I just say can't help you. But people kept asking and demanding I hook them up. I should have known better, I know all the hydro shop owners and 80% are doing shit on the side. So back at the ranch were selling all kinds of shit to make, mix or transform weed. Bricks of shit for making repress hash, cut for coke, chemicals, and bullshit nutrients. So the young guy who does tats and piercings thinks I'm cool for an old guy and we go for beers and smoke joints after work. I'm working in the head shop and I get a call over the system to assist Billy Bob the young tat guy, sooo off I go and walk into the tat shop and go in the back and there are 2 drop dead gorgeous chicks maybe 20 one in the chair no top one and I stop dead in my tracks looking at her tits and he say's Melinda has agreed to let you practice on her, I'm learning the business now for fucking sure. he says to me to freeze her nipples I'm fucking rooted to the spot and she says you never seen tits before, I'm looking for a snappy answer and shes say come on and do me. Fuck I'm getting a fucking woody on, and Billy Bob brings me the cream and q-tip. Well I got it done and they laughed with me for days after that.
To be continued....
Custom Bike shop, Harley shop, not a dealer. I was a bike for a number of years and have raced for some of the big names. I have always worked on bikes.
Hydro shops, well you know why if you know me. I know a little about growing
Head shop, dam I got one of everything, know all about that shit
Tattoo and piercing, don't know shit about it but learned fast.
Sex shop, yup got that covered
Now he has shops in 5 cities and does about 20 million so it's not a mom and pop shop, it is but big $$$$
For me it's a dream job, bikes, growing, sex toys, tat's and piercings. So first week went well and started to get a feel for the shop, it's weird, I got no time for heavy drug dealing, but here I am selling size 15/15 bags for coke or crack or what ever the fuck. Had the tattoo guy borrow a set of scales from me, and give it to his dealer who goes in the can ,comes out in a couple min, gives the scales back to me and says if you need anything I'm your guy. WTF I'm the Boss and your pulling this shit in the shop!!! so working in the hydro shop and after a few weeks there is always 3 or 4 people a week come into the shop looking for the boss, he's not coming back for months. They leave and come back at some point, next day an hour of a week but they came back and said they got clones or weed from him or what ever. I should have run at this point but it gets much better. So I ask the owner Stimie what the fuck is going on and he blows it off. I know he sells weed and clones that's no secret from anyone. So I just say can't help you. But people kept asking and demanding I hook them up. I should have known better, I know all the hydro shop owners and 80% are doing shit on the side. So back at the ranch were selling all kinds of shit to make, mix or transform weed. Bricks of shit for making repress hash, cut for coke, chemicals, and bullshit nutrients. So the young guy who does tats and piercings thinks I'm cool for an old guy and we go for beers and smoke joints after work. I'm working in the head shop and I get a call over the system to assist Billy Bob the young tat guy, sooo off I go and walk into the tat shop and go in the back and there are 2 drop dead gorgeous chicks maybe 20 one in the chair no top one and I stop dead in my tracks looking at her tits and he say's Melinda has agreed to let you practice on her, I'm learning the business now for fucking sure. he says to me to freeze her nipples I'm fucking rooted to the spot and she says you never seen tits before, I'm looking for a snappy answer and shes say come on and do me. Fuck I'm getting a fucking woody on, and Billy Bob brings me the cream and q-tip. Well I got it done and they laughed with me for days after that.
To be continued....