I sold glass shards to a drug addict

I used to be in the sad habit of checking Facebook marketplace every time I had to be away from my phone for a while. It helped stave off drug cravings at the time. I was always having a hard time paying bills, and I really only sold things that I had found in “free” boxes, on the side of the road, or used totes from grocery stores that I cleaned up. I bought a few things below value, so I could resell for profit. And I learned that some of the happiest times were when I could make a sale when I was on the clock at work. <br><br>I started to notice the same people coming over, buying stuff that had very little to no value. I had something, I don’t remember what it was, that I had discovered was quite literally worthless. It would cost more to sell it than it could be worth. Literally. Anyone else who showed interest in the thing would back out once I had told them in one of my super chatty emails exactly what it was, and told them that I knew how worthless it was. <br><br>But this guy, he was like a caricature. I think he was probably homeless, but he lived in a parked car. He usually had a crack pipe in his mouth or pocket.<br><br>I don’t even remember what he bought, but it was a worthless medical device that glass was a component of. I remember he asked if I had any other things with glass on it, so I rushed over to that pile I kept on the ground. He didn’t want to see what I had, so just handed me his money, gave me a very meek smile and left. I crunched the glass shards up, dropped them in a plastic bag, and handed it to him. <br><br>Each “appointment” I had with him, he would ask if I had anything with glass. I don’t think I had anything to sell him that didnt have sharp shards of glass on it. <br><br>I don’t know why I did the first time. I think I knew it wasn’t right, but I looked very unassuming. I don’t think he trusted me enough to think I was the type of person to do it. But, I was. And I did it every time I had to sell him something. <br><br>I don’t know how he used it, or if he’s still alive. But if you’re high all the time, and you buy things from some lady out of her house in a shitty medical mask from a bag of cough drops in her daughter’s old Barbie Dream House, and she still doesn’t look like a threat, well then be careful. Be safe out there.