But I've Got A Microwave!

Heroin addiction is one of those things that really seems to match up with a song lyric from The Smiths: "I can smile about it now, but at the time it was terrible." This is one of those smiling moments.

Having found myself a few dollars short of being able to score in time to avoid the inevitable withdrawal symptoms, that were already niggling around somewhere in the back of my brain, I had phoned one of my regular partners in crime in the hope that we could perhaps pool our resources enough to pick up half a weight.

"Sure," he said, "but there's just one problem, we'd still be $35 short."

$35, that became the magical number that would lead us on our mission. I drove over to a house situated in my usual stomping ground, by this time it seemed several more seekers had joined us on the quest - but we were still $35 short.

We quickly ransacked the house. before one of the occupants remembered he had a tool set that we could get at least $40 for.

We were out of the house, and piling into my car before you could say, "Bob's your Auntie's live in lover." With less than 10 minutes to go before the local Cash Converters closed, it was full pedal to the metal all the way; foot planted flat to the floor, screaming down Hanson Road at a hundred plus clicks . Red lights? What red lights? I was planning to jump to hyperdrive if I had to.

We screeched into the car park, almost spinning the car sideways as we did. Before the car had even come to a full stop people were piling out and running into the store. I flung open the driver's side and ran in with them, leaving the engine running and the keys still in the ignition.

We were the last customers they let in. As we were waiting in line I turned to see a white van pulling sharply up to the front entrance. A desperate looking man scrambled out, holding some sort of home appliance. For those who have seen the movie, picture David Wenham in 'Gettin Square"

"But I've got a microwave," he yelled as he ran up to the now closed doors, lugging this great white weight out in front of him, his thongs flapping as he lurched from side to side to keep from dropping it.

Sorry bud, we got here first.

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