A coworker of mine figured out how to put dmt into a pen long long ago. He used to rip it waiting tables all the time. Insanely smart guy who came from money and just had the job so his parents wouldnt get mad. He came back to the restaurant a couple years later and i was the GM. He handed me a pen and said “want to rip that in the closet for old times sake?” The closet being this little spot behind the bar that we used to vape weed (before it was a thing, the guy was a mad scientist). I thought it was just weed and we were slow, one hit couldnt hurt. I take a big rip and realize quickly that it was dmt. Had to stay in the closet for 10 long minutes and pray that no employees went looking for me. I came back out and gave it back and just said “you son of a bitch”