As soon as the guy offered marijuana to my husband, he told me to get my coat, because we were leaving
My husband and I went to a bar with some old friends. They moved across the country five years ago, but they happened to be in town for a couple of days and they called us to see if we wanted to get together. We met for drinks at an old bar that we used to visit when we were in our twenties. The bar still looked the same. There were stains on the floor and all of the booth seats were dirty. The bathroom looks just as dingy and rundown as it did 30 years ago. There were only a couple of places to sit and the bar no longer allowed smoking inside of the building. We had to go outdoors on the patio to smoke. We stepped outside so my husband could smoke a cigarette. His friend joined him and outside on the patio, they offered my husband a toke of a marijuana joint. My husband is not the type of person that would smoke marijuana and the fact that the guys offered it to him made my husband very upset. As soon as the guy offered marijuana to my husband, he told me to get my coat, because we were leaving. I didn’t know if Jack was serious or not, but I know to move when he tells me it’s time to go. I know my husband can be very stiff sometimes, but I was very surprised by the way that everything happened. It was such a strange occurrence and I don’t know why my husband freaked out so much over a little bit of weed.