Questions and Answers: LRT drug deal encounter leaves sinking feeling

So I had an interesting experience this afternoon riding home from work on the lightrail train in Minneapolis.  I had left work early enough so that the train was not full of professionals and corporate types, you know like me.   There were many lower income people most of whom are great hardworking individuals just trying to eek out a living for themselves and their family.

But then the rougher people started getting on.  They talk loud, they have their music up way too loud and they swear every other word.  When then come on you can feel the tension level go up in the train.  Are they going to do something insane?  Are they just going to annoy people?

This day was going to be even a little more different.

On this day I was going to be witness to a drug deal on the train.  Well it was not the entire drug deal, but it was the first part of it.  But the story gets even stranger. 

This late teen or twenty something young woman is about eight months pregnant.  She is warning a pink tank top and has quite a few tattoos on her body and she has that hard feel to her.  So she sits down across from me and is listening to loud her music for a while.  She gets a phone call and it quickly becomes obvious it is her dealer.  Hey Johnny (name made up to protect the guilty), will you sell me 21 (insert drug name here) for $120?  Oh come on now, I need to make some money on this deal. 

You say 20 for $140?  How about 21 for 150?  Ok, that will work. Can you bring them over right away?  I am going to the projects for a get together and I will be able to sell them there this afternoon.

So I am feeling a bit sick.  What are the chances that she is using the drugs that she is selling?  I am guessing the chances are pretty good. 

So how in the world is that baby going to be doing as it comes into the world?  Maybe the most important thing going through my mind is what in the hell can I do about this drug deal?  Do we live in an insane world?   God help us!!

This post was written by Wayne Moran and originally published on Questions and Answers. Follow Wayne on Twitter: @waynemoran_inc.

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Comments (5)

  1. Submitted by John Murphy on 07/01/2011 - 07:49 am.

    Thanks for your story Wayne. It will be interesting to see if Minneapolis residents put up with. I can understand that there isn’t much complaint with the bus system…but the train? That’s more middle/upper class. One would think they’d clamp down on this…unless the drug store is open from say 10am – 3pm when the professional class is generally off the train.

  2. Submitted by Bert Perry on 07/01/2011 - 09:14 am.

    Maybe it’s time to help balance the state budget by ending these places to do drug deals.

  3. Submitted by chuck holtman on 07/01/2011 - 09:51 am.

    Umm, Mr Perry (#2), don’t know if your comment was ironic, but there wasn’t any “place” involved. It was a phone conversation. The story doesn’t have anything to do with the LRT, except that by being on the LRT Mr. Moran found himself in proximity to those not from the professional class in which he normally circulates and thus had the occasion to overhear the sort of conversation in which those in his class don’t typically engage.

  4. Submitted by Pearl Vork-Zambory on 07/01/2011 - 10:01 am.

    Like riding the bus, a quick call to 911 does the trick.

    What we ignore we tacitly allow. We don’t have to allow this!


  5. Submitted by Don Medal on 07/02/2011 - 03:39 pm.

    Pearl (#4)-
    If the circumstances permit, yes, a quick call to 911 would be a good move, but it is unlikely to yield results. He has no useful information to give the police (general description of the woman, but no other identifying info, and nothing on where the meet is to happen). Meanwhile our writer may well have put his own safety at risk.

    Would YOU make a call sitting next to her, not knowing who else on the car might be allied with her? I really doubt a person can make a discreet phone call on a train.

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