I had a friend once who used to order his meds from the a Chinese vendor (now long gone) but he was deathly afraid of having them sent to his address, while the Judge Advocate General (JAG, not actually a General, only a Colonel) for the entire damned Army, was staying with my wife, family and I for a 6-month temporary assignment at Camp Mackall. The JAG and I had known each other for 20 years at this point, when I commanded the LRSD for 7ID (Light) as a Captain, he was traveling the world trying UCMJ (Uniform Code of Military Justice) cases, but he kept having to put cases in Weisbaden or Mannheim on hold so that he could....Fly back to Ord in order to devote a single day to proving the guilt of, and ministering justice to a soldier from the only Airborne / Ranger scrolled outfit at Ord...mine.
Later, he just liked staying with us when possible when he was on TDY (in this case at Mackall) because he had a Triple-A space available slot, and was thus guaranteed flights into and out of Pope Airfield (right next to Bragg) on demand, all he had to do was call up the air wing commander at Pope, fax over a copy of his orders (signed by the Attorney General of the United States), and state where he was going and when he'd like to depart.
I'm not too small a man to admit when someone else is madly worshiping my wife either - David fell in love with my bride at our wedding, and, poor fellow, went through three awful divorces trying to find woman to emulate her. He's an honorable man, though, and a good and true friend...If under some inconceivable circumstances she were to throw herself at him, as the JAG he knew better than anyone what an adultery case would have done to my career, and the man wasn't an idiot, by this visit I had been working with various elements of the invisible tip of the spear for 20 years - Friend or no, David wasn't going to risk being served a bowl of "Hey, aren't those my nuts floating around in there?" soup.
Anyway, this Chinese vendor didn't have a list, you simply mailed him to tell him what you wanted, he sent his runners to get it, quoted you a price, haggled a bit, then gave you donation information, picked up your donation, packed everything willy-nilly into a box, and sent it out via courier. Now the Celestial one did not fool with small amounts, when you got a delivery from him it was products in 500ml or 1 liter containers, or factory stock meant for a pharmacy.
Once, my cowardly friend who wouldn't have "items" sent to himself ordered enough Valium for the Army of the PRC (he had discovered the Terapia/Ranbaxy before Roche stomped all over them), to be sent to my address, only to receive a giant box containing about 5000 15mg Midazolam and 5000 7.5mg Midazolam, with a terse note that the Terapia were out of stock, "...but would be sent in a week o two, in the meantime use these, they are better than Valium anyhow and my gift to you for being out of stock."
Well, we had no clue what this stuff was, so like the wise, responsible consumers we were, we each chased one down of the big blue ones (15mg) with a Shiner Bock, turned on the TV...and woke 14 hours later with no memory of receiving the box, much less washing down 15mg each with a Shiner Bock. The good news was apparently that we hadn't attempted to make a public appearance, we just...slept.
I sent him home with his box of Rip van Winkle pills, and have no desire to try them again, and count myself lucky that the JAG had gotten lucky himself the night before, and showered / changed at the young ladies residence. When I saw him that morning, I got to hear how wonderfully hospitable young ladies in Fayetteville were (pro tip: If you meet a lady at an establishment named the "Pink Pony" your odds are sky high of getting lucky).
And thus was my encounter with Midazlolam - Hopefully never to be repeated again.
V/R
- b2g
