When I was in high school I had my wisdom teeth out (like most folks in the US do) and I was given some heavy painkillers.
I have had teeth pulled a LOT in my life (allegedly my mouth is too small… thanks modern American diet and lack of nutrition). So… I was no stranger to the pain. And thankfully, it wasn’t that painful. I didn’t need the drugs. (It might also be a redhead superpower… not entirely sure.)
My first job was working at Taco Bell, and I worked with some interesting characters. One day my coworker texted me and said, “Hey Regan, I know you just got some meds from having your wisdom teeth out. I fell of a roof this weekend and hurt my back, do you have any extra pills?” Now… I was naive so I might have become an accidental drug dealer. Thankfully I had my wits about me and I said, “I can’t give them to you, sorry!”
Have you ever almost accidentally become an accomplice in a drug deal?
Redheaded Jill 
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