A late evening at the cannabis shop
I work at the only independent cannabis shop in town.
I am not speaking ill of the other budtenders in town, but I will say that every other shop is corporate, or owned by a franchisee, & this shop is 100% locally owned & operated.
My friend and I also carry locally grown products, as well. My boss is what they call a “Good Ole Boy” named Hank, who wears cowboy boots & a wide-brimmed hat every day of the week. I like Hank, & I respect him for trying to keep this dispensary authentic for our clients, but a few weeks ago I got a call in the middle of the evening. It was almost 4 o’clock & I was dead asleep. Hank calls & asks me to go to the cannabis shop & open it up for one special customer. I didn’t complain, just went to the shop ASAP because I was curious why Hank wanted to open the cannabis shop at this hour, & just for one person. When I arrive, I see the longest stretch limo I’ve ever seen parked in front of the cannabis dispensary. The guy waiting for me was wearing a suit that cost more currency than I make in a whole year, despite his wealth, this guy was humble, genteel, & polite, so I was enthusiastic to escort him around the cannabis shop & display our multiple superb products. My friend and I spent about an hour in the shop, & when it was time for checkout the guy had over three thousand dollars worth of cannabis products! Of course, he paid in money.
medical cannabis store