Since this is still up...

I bought drugs for the first time in my life. It was also the LAST time.

Last week, while on vacation in Cancun with my fiance, she says she wanted to smoke some weed. I dont smoke but being the good future husband i told her i would assist her in the quest to find some. She asked our personal concierge who said that she couldn't get any that day but she would bring her some the next day. So while we were at the beach, she ask the waiter who brought our drinks if she knew where we could get some. She send over this guy who came out of nowhere and dude says he could hook us up for $10. So i being as awkwardly incognito as i could, meet the guy behind this beach tiki bar, give him the money and take the weed

The next morning our personal concierge knocks on the door at 8:30 in the morning with what looked to be about at least $40 in weed. I get up and meet her in the hallway to our room, give her 20 dollars and about 10 dollars in pesos and told her we would give her the rest before we leave. So me, drug free guy, handles both transactions like i was Money G or somebody.

Fast forward to check out time on Sunday. We had to settle an outstanding bill from a moonlight dinner we had had 2 night before. It was about 35 dollars so as my fiance goes into the gift shop, i told her i would handle the bill. I give the clerk the money and she ask me for my passport. ? ok. So after i give her 2 20s, she clicks on her computer and tells me to put 2 fingers on this black pad. She then takes my passport into some back room where some other guys comes out and looks at the computer. At this time im getting concerned. I nervously ask "is everything ok?" She says yea no worries. At this time i just want to get on our airport shuttle that seem to take forever to arrive. So after the transaction was done she hands me the receipt and i get my fiance and wait outside for the shuttle. Then the clerk came running outside and says she needs my passport again. Now im sweating. Shes going to take me and some dark back room as show me a video of my drug buy and im going to Mexico jail. Fuck! Im literally starting to sweat. She takes me back to the same chair i just sat in and tells me to do the fingerprint thing again. Then she hands me another slip. Now i need to know whats up so i asked her. "What was that all about?" She tells me that whenever they take American money and put it into their system, all the numbers have to be correct or it wouldnt credit the banking system right. As soon as she was done explaining, our Airport shuttle arrived. Never been so happy to leave a resort in my life.

The Resort was amazing btw. The El Dorado Sea Side Suites in Maya Riviera is ALL that.