"Two guys open the door and their looks instantly scream meth heads. Prison tats all over them, torn up clothes, the whole thing. They ask me to come in and at this point my mind is saying run but I go inside. The room is disgusting; 10-12 Jack Daniels bottles all over, bed sheets everywhere, random papers, and about a pound of weed sitting right on the desk. That was the eye opener for me, literally a pound or more of weed just sitting there broken up ready to probably be sold. I thought i had witnessed something that I shouldn’t have and they would surely kill me and take my delivery money. To my surprise they pay for the meal and tell me to keep the change and I walk out with my heart racing. "

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