Drugsdealer story

Basically, took a drugsdealer to church who actually stopped harassing me after I told him to fuck off for a bit.

He was basically in direct communication with people who were interested in a market place for europe.

The only thing I still don't trust? My old upstairs neighbour who had friends with cops, and most cops themselves, and needles.

Oh, and the fuck-nugget offered me shit pay, threw me a stolen laptop in my direction and more. The goal was to humiliate me probably but he didn't realize I'd just delete all data once I got more access with the dudes. And if i had to build it brand new? "Nah, not interested in that mate, find someone else".

Even funnier? The dude actually abided my bullshit when I told him the paperwork didn't allow it. Still don't know why the fuck he didn't go harder on my ass. Probably because he thaught very little of me.

He actually gave me a jupiler t-shirt, made a whole bunch of other mistakes and generally wasn't the brightest bulb. If you are THAT obviously doing social control in a neighbourhood you're just too old for the job you're supposed to be doing. You don't do the killing and murdering and drugdealing yourself anymore, I get that.

He offered me random bullshit climbing shoes and more.