Its the end of my shift, around midnight. I hid at the opposite end of the warehouse where my coworkers wouldnt run into me vaping wax. With a chest full of smoke, vulnerable.. I see a bald head coming around the corner through the shelves. It's a cop. He turns that corner and asked me my name. I held my breath hard but smoke escaped every time I answered him. Apparently my neighbors reported my dogs barking. I'm new to town, and he knew exactly where to find me.. but we had a good conversation and he did nothing about me blowing weed smoke right into his face didn't say a word man, didn't ask why I'm smoking on the job. None of my coworkers even saw the cop walk in