Classic New York. Buying drugs there sucks. My guy had a towncar service and he was fabulous. But always "small for 60, large for 100." Much different than the west coast. Everything is by the point and you ask "how much for a gram?" Only when you first start off do you say "I want a 100 sack" and that's the sign that you are ignorant, don't have a scale, and is guaranteed to be 3 to 5 points under.She said we had three sizes for sale: a small bag for $60, a medium bag for $100 and large bag $300. These sizes bore no parallel to weighed measurements. If anyone asked for an eighth or dime, I was told to look confused and repeat the three options.
You would be surprised. I never had a scale in NYC. They used vials though so I as long as it was full I knew that it was the proper amount. For weed the head guy often burns the top of the bag so that the final customer knows it hasn't been opened by the delivery service. We're talking a gram or so of stuff though. The guys who move quantity or are filling the bags have scales. If there is a system in place with delivery service and dispatchers you know they fill up hundreds of bags a day and don't have time to short you specifically. Just a completely different type of transaction.
Good point. I usually bought off of "freelancers" and anything above an eighth I sure as hell wasn't leaving without seeing a weight. Oh well.If there is a system in place with delivery service and dispatchers you know they fill up hundreds of bags a day and don't have time to short you specifically.
Yes. That's how I have always experienced it on the west coast as well. NYC is a beast in itself. It's endlessly interesting how differently things operate over there. My main guy that I was with for 3 years lived in new hampshire! He would be around maybe one weekend a month and the rest of the time it was either "his cousin" or "his other cousin." He spent the rest of the time living the nice family life in a mansion in the woods. When I moved to Portland, Maine he came up there occasionally to hang out, drop off and have a couple beers. He would also give me 2 vials and hide one in my apartment and not tell me where it was until the next weekend. I think I'm unique though, I would guess he didn't play drug hide and seek with other addicts.
So it was $60 for a small, $100 for medium and $300 for a large but he was paid $20 for small and medium and $50 for a large which brings the cost to him with company discount to 40,80 and 250 respectively. My first thought was that he purchase a large himself for 250 bucks, assuming a large contains the equivalent of 5 small bags he could split the large into 6 small bags and sell them to his clients in secret. Netting himself $110 per transaction (6*60=360 minus the 250 purchase). Still a pittance compared with the time you will spend in jail of course.