Chapter
Twelve
LSD
– My First Charge As An Adult
After
being released from Ethan Allen School for boys I had the hardest
time trying to find a job. I was seventeen years old, had no High
School diploma and was a convicted felon. I did my best to apply for
jobs in every field and location I could think of, but the one place
that gave me any kind of chance was a Cousin’s Subs. The manager
there offered me a part-time position to cover for someone who was
out of work on a medical leave. I worked there for a few weeks and
had been told that depending on if work was available when the other
employee returned they may have a permanent position for me. When
the time finally came for that person to return to work, the manager
told me that they had to lay me off for a while since they didn’t
have any work for me. He handed me a paycheck and told me they would
get in touch with me if anything came up. I was as devastated as a
seventeen year old could be who just lost his job, but I was also
determined not to allow myself to go back to being broke again.
So I
made an investment of my money and bought a small amount of paper LSD
with the intentions to sell it. I went back home and prepackaged all
two-hundred doses into single dose packages and headed straight out
to make some money. It didn’t take long for the word to get out
that I was selling doses so my pager rarely stayed quiet. I never
expected a drug of this sort to draw such a crowd. I sold all
two-hundred doses on the first night and brought home just under
two-thousand dollars for my efforts. Not a bad profit for the work I
put in. For the next few weeks I continued the sales and my product
only got more potent when I switched to selling liquid LSD. I was so
paranoid from constantly getting new customers and of course, using
the LSD myself. It got bad in the end, so bad that I just wanted
out. I didn’t care if I had to throw everything I had left into
the garbage and survive on the money I had saved. But of course when
I finally lined up a buyer for the remainder of what I had left, my
girlfriend told me “It would be smarter to just sell what you have
left like you’ve been doing. You’ll make more money that way.”
I like a fool followed her directions and was arrested later that
night by the Stateline Area Narcotics Team (SLANT) on charges of
Felony possession with intent to deliver LSD.
After bonding out of
jail I fought the case from the streets only to accumulate a number
of more charges including four counts of Felony Bail Jumping. I
finally was made an offer to plea to one count of Felony Bail Jumping
and one reduced count of Possession with Intent to Deliver LSD. I
was sentenced to one year in the county jail (no good-time) and four
years of felony probation with seventeen-year imposed and stayed
corrections. This felony drug conviction became the worst part of my
life, and it still is yet today. That changed everything for me. I
can no longer get the jobs I would have once been able to get. I can
no longer join the military due to these convictions either. I hope
to be able to one day overcome the discrimination that is associated
with a prior drug conviction so I can go on with my life.
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