I felt much more comfortable now.Īfter giggling and relaxing a bit he suddenly announced that pot made him very horny. I said sure and we sat down on some crates and he fired up a nice sized joint. We chatted for a while and then he asked me if I wanted to smoke some pot with him. Definitely from the other side of the tracks. He was much taller than me, and very muscular and somewhat intimidating. To my relief, he spoke in a friendly tone, explaining that he made a mistake on the schedule too, and introduced himself as John. In my surprise I said hello and asked him if he was waiting for the bus too. I rounded the corner and was startled to find a man standing at the side of the building. Not much to do here for the next two hours, I thought as I paced around in front of the building. The bus wasn't due for another two hours. I was a little drunk and stoned, and realized, after checking the posted bus schedule in the semi-darkness, that I really screwed up. Some friends hurriedly dropped me off at the bus station in the middle of northern New Jersey, anxious to get back to the party they just left.
