Funny thing is, this actually happened to me before. I was waiting on the bus stop some years ago, and it caught me off guard because 1) I never sold aspirin, let alone drugs and 2) this dude was super loud with it. Like, if I did sell drugs sir I don’t see why the whole zip code needs to know.

It was like something out of a shitty cop movie. Middle aged white man in the middle of the hood, complete with handlebar mustache and mutton chop sideburns, wearing cop sunglasses (you know the ones), and generally resembling nothing even remotely close to a real junkie.

Anyway, I just kind of stared at him for a moment assuming that Ashton Kutcher and the camera crew would jump out from behind the bushes or something. When I realized that he wasn’t joking, I took one step back and gave him the meanest people’s eyebrow I could muster. After that I told him to have a good day and went on about my business.

TL;DR: obvious undercover cop was obvious.