Pot stories

Got an email from my friend Mary Ann Barney.

“Your note about Sandy Tarbox wanting to know what euphemisms people used for acquiring a bag of weed prompted two long-ago memories.

“When I was a first-year teacher (back in 1966), I was waiting for the bus outside my elementary school in Seattle when I was approached by a young couple who asked me if I wanted to buy some pot. I said a polite ‘No, thank you’ but the young man assured me, ‘Oh, that’s all right. We’ll take a check!’ Then his companion murmured to him, ‘I think she’s a teacher.’”

They moved along.

“I thought it was a pretty funny story to relate until I was topped by my twin sister who taught in a high school in Northern California. She called to tell me a student of hers had given her a lid of pot for Christmas. ‘Regretfully, I had to give it back to him,’ she sighed. ‘I told him teachers were not allowed to accept expensive gifts.’”