For the most part, my experiences with finding a living situation via craigslist.org have been positive. About a week in to almost every stay, one, or sometimes all, of my roommates will offer me the chance to smoke marijuana like a cigarette. In fact, at two of the places they were even growing it. While I enjoy imbibing every once in awhile (it leads me to come to conclusions like “Jason Biggs should have a warning on himself that says ‘dude sucks’”), I rarely spend any money on the stuff, and find it most enjoyable in small doses while watching really bad movies. Anyway, if they weren’t offering to smoke me out, we were normally watching TV together or carrying on some form of peaceful coexistence.
My most recent craigslist roommates provided no pot, nor any sort of peer bonding. Ali’s gift giving manifested itself in a different way. He left cigarette butts in the shower:
This particular butt stayed parked in its perch for close to three weeks, and, after a heavy soaking, gave off an aromatic mixture of tobacco, swarthy Pakistani, and Axe body spray.