I’d like to think I got into selling pot with the best of intentions. I was a freshman in college and one of my friends had some weed he needed to sell to buy his books. Seeing as how it was at least a step closer to the right thing--he’d stolen his textbooks when he couldn't afford them the semester before--I figured I should too. I had worked in a cafeteria for a year before…
My DUI happened on a Wednesday night. Earlier in the week, my boss, the owner of a very small consultancy on the outskirts of a large city, announced that we would be having a company-wide wine tasting. After his separation the year before, he had started holding monthly wine tastings in the office, an attempt to bolster camaraderie and assuage his loneliness. He would…
