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Ask and you shall receive
DRUGS, page 1
“We don’t do drugs,” one said, most likely concerned about my facial epilepsy.
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Not so good. I think I went overboard with the wrinkle/nod duo.
I continue down the hall to the next open room and proceed with my request. “Yes, definitely,” the sophomore said.
8:26 p.m.
She shoots, she scores.
This sophomore thinks that although marijuana is considered the most prevalent drug on campus, there are other drugs being used. “Alot of people hide coke, but they’re more open with pot because it’s more acceptable,” the sophomore said. The student says that even a less popular drug may only be two or three phones calls away.
House 1, 8:34 p.m.
Coming up empty handed with the first room I visit, the students point me in the direction of a potential seller.
Strike two.
Although unable to help me, the second room of students direct me down the hall to a room where I “may hit something.” I approach the door, wait momentarily, and proceed to ask for assistance.
“What kind of drugs?” the sophomore said.
8:37 p.m.
Who’s your daddy?
This student explains that, at the most, it would take two phone calls to fulfill my request; however, it will require a short walk because “no one in House 1 sells anything, not that I know of,” the sophomore said.
House 2, 8:40
As I walk through the doors, I spot my first potential informants. “Hey, can either of you point me in the direction of some drugs?” I said. The rather indignant response reminded me of blatant stupidity.
“I’m an RA,” one of the students said.
Busted.
After I remove the foot from my mouth, I cut down a hallway and slowly walk along the succession of doors, listening for signs of life. I find a student who is able to help me, but their source was off campus, so I ventured on. Stopping the next student I see, I ask if he would be able to add to my hypothetical stash.
“Yeah, what do you want?” the sophomore said.
8:40 p.m.
This is almost too easy.
The student explains that in House 2 alone, there are at least 20 people to go to when in need. “It’s a small campus and everyone knows everybody,” the student said.
House 3, 8:49 p.m.
I come across an open door and make my move. “Would you be able to help me find any drugs?” I said. The student laughs.
“What kind of drugs?” the junior said.
8:50 p.m
Shake what your mamma gave ya.