Today was the hardest day I've ever had at my new job( OK i've worked there for 7 months but I was at my last job for 6 YEARS !). I woke up feeling nauseous and dizzy plus I had a headache. No biggie right ? WRONG ! Although I made it to work ok, when the phones were ringing off the hook and I had to keep turning my head back and forth it made me really super nauseous to the point of me having to ask my manager to come down and help me with the phones. So there she is trying to make me laugh and I'm just keeping my head in one position so I don't vomit all over myself not saying much.
Lucky for me I started feeling better and I went to the drug store and bought Sea Bands.Sea Bands are like wrist bands that have a hard bead that you place on your wrist, for dizziness and nausea. So with them I started to improve, thank god.
Working with the dizziness, which I believe was allergy related was worse than the time I came back from lunch after smoking some strong ass weed.
That was two summers ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was working in the art department w/ 4 people) of an office supply store and our manager had left for an operation. So while the cats away the mice may play right?
So when I would go to lunch with D. we would smoke, if she had any weed. Usually I'd catch a nice buzz that would take me through the rest of the day, most of which was spent playing the movie game( if you wanna know just ask).But this time our manager had been back for a week or two, no biggie I knew how to maintain, right ?
So me and D. blazed in the car on the way to the pizza place, I didn't even smoke that much but when I got out of the car it hit me " Damn I'm high as a motherfucker" so now I'm all paranoid like everyones gonna know I'm high. So we eat and it's all good, then we get back in the car and blast some Down, Down 2 I believe and I'm loving life just enjoying the ride.When I'm stoned I just love to be driven around it's just the best especially on a sunny day like that day.
So then we get to the municipal parking lot and D. backs into a parking spot and she's like " damn give it up that was a perfect parking". So I get out of the car and it's crooked. So then as I start to walk to work I'm all like " Damn I'm fucked up I don't know if I can walk this block and a half " I'm not a stoner like D. so I had only been that high once before and not while I was at work. So I walk into the store and make it back to the art dept. and I'm all quiet because I'm afraid that people are going to see how high I am. Boy that was the longest 3 hours of my life I almost wanted to say I was sick and go home, but I maintained although I dropped a bunch of shit. I even managed to pull off a short conversation with J. the manager at the time. I got home ok although I met a former co worker on the bus, but it was cool. So once I was in the safety of my room I was loving life again, that high kicked right back in. That was a fun day. I think I need to smoke, I haven't in a long, long time too long. Too expensive. Plus doing art high leads to bad art, no matter what anyone tells you.
Good night all : )