>Yesterday, I got gas on my lunch break at a Valero in Sacramento. Pulling to the pump, I noticed a couple of guys standing near the mini-mart smoking. They looked like they MIGHT work there and be on a break, but I think they were just visiting whomever was working inside.
I get out of my car, and mind you they are about 20 or so yards away, when I’m hit with a scent I’ve not smelled since college or the last 80’s rock concert I went to a few years ago.
They stood there passing the joint back and forth in broad daylight.
Dude, it’s the middle of the day and you’re smoking weed at a gas station? You might want to get some help before a random off duty cop catches you in the act.