OKAY so for those of who who aren’t in the know….the exception…is younger than me….sigh….I turn 24 before he turns 23…it is so shitty
but it has inadvertently caused two of the most surreal scenes of my life:
1. on our first date, his dealer and his girlfriend came over. They were both drinking 40s and were clearly strung out. The exception scored some weed and then, saying a friendly “see ya!” to both of us, they left. I turned to the exception and asked “How old are they?” and he said “Oh, they’re 21.” 21. My boyfriend’s heroin-addicted drug dealer is younger than I am.
2. Tonight, I came over while the exception’s friend was still there. She’s from the exception’s old town (which is maybe 20 minutes or so away) and they did a big weed run for the exception, her, and his best friend. We had to drive her back home (a county away) and drop off the weed to the exception’s best friend. She seemed friendly, and we both started talking more when I was stoned. She started complaining about her mom not letting her have pot in the house.
She then said
"I’m, like, ‘Come on, Mom, I’m almost 20!"