Date # 4 Teaser - EntrepreneurialPharmacist987

Sorry for the delay guys - my day job happened :-)

It's time to meet #4 - EntrepreneurialPharmacist987

I was intrigued with Chris from the start. He told me he was a 32-year old pharmacist, with a keen interest in drug production and lifestyle enhancement. I didn’t know what he meant, but figured, I’d ask him later. We spoke on the phone about ten times before we met. I met him at a nice upscale restaurant and we hit it off immediately. I noticed group of about ten men sitting next to our table. He’d constantly wave at them and they stared repeatedly at our table. Perturbed and irritated, I asked him what was going on. He told me that in his line of work, he had to travel with an entourage, “a group of men who had his back.” What? I was confused. When did pharmacy work become so dangerous? He laughed at me and told me he would explain. I listened. Boy, did I get an earful.

He told me his job was to make people feel good. He described himself and an entrepreneur who specialized in pharmacy. “Oh” I said,………"so what you’re saying is that you own pharmacies?” He laughed and said “something like that.” I asked what he meant. He informed me that he was a drug dealer. Yes you heard. He was, as a put it, in the business of helping people relax. His said his impressive list of clientele included only the most elite doctors, judges, lawyers, cops and investment bankers in the city. People who wanted to chill out and relax after a long hard week of working. He sold only the best and sold his stuff to only upscale clients. He stated that he made over eight figures every year and had the best protection than any other drug dealer, and of course only dealt in cash. He told me I would be floored by his client list. Really? I told him to go no further.

Not only was he a thriving felon and criminal, but he also dealt only in cash, thus, making no contribution to our national economy. I obviously have no problem with what people choose as their careers, but I was bothered by Chris’s occupation. It was dangerous and I wanted no part of it. My Gosh, I could not believe I was sitting across from one of the biggest drug dealers in the city. What had my life become? How did I even get here? Here I was eating dinner with an unscrupulous “businessman” and I’m using the term businessman lightly, who sold drugs in his greedy quest to live a fabulous lifestyle. I was disgusted. He turned my stomach.

I must admit that a part of me felt relieved that he wasn’t one of those street dealers who sell drugs indiscriminately to everyone, including young innocent children. At least he sold his crap to folks who were old enough and sophisticated enough to know and understand what they were doing. Am I justifying his career choice? Nope!!! Am I judging him? Maybe. But as I excused myself from dinner and walked home, I felt comfortable walking out of his life forever. I reminded myself to “just say no!!!!” The date was so exhausting and and it gave me such a terrible headache that I had to go home and take some drugs - advil!!!

I will post Date # 5 later(I promise :-))