Jack lost his ID at the club
My best friend Jack and I were supposed to go to the dispensary together on Sunday morning.
Sunday morning is the only time during the whole week when everything in the store is 20% off.
That’s a huge savings when I am going to spend $200. That saves 40 bucks and I can spend that money on more marijuana items. Jack was supposed to meet me at my house at 9:00 a.m. the sale was from 9:00 until noon. Jack called me around 8:15. He couldn’t find his driver’s license anywhere and he had to have the license to get into the marijuana dispensary. Jack was going crazy, because he was worried that he lost his ID at the club. We went to several different clubs on Saturday night. I knew it was too early to call the clubs. I drove over to Jack’s apartment and we looked around his place and his car. We searched around the house for a while and then we moved out to the car. I asked Jack if there was any place else that the ID could be. We must have looked around the car and the apartment for at least an hour and then I found the license. Jack thought that he lost his ID at the club, but it was actually stuck between the front seat and the middle of the car. When I found the driver’s license, Jack was very thankful. He bought me a marijuana joint when we went to the dispensary. The guy didn’t have to thank me for being a good friend, but it was still a really nice gesture.