A late night at the cannabis shop

I labor 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, and this shop is 100% locally owned and operated. My pal 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 and a wide-brimmed hat every day of the week. I like Hank, and I respect him for trying to keep this dispensary authentic for our clients, then a few weeks ago I got a call in the middle of the night. It was almost 4 o’clock and I was dead asleep. Hank calls and asks me to go to the cannabis shop and 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, and just for one woman. When I arrive, I see the longest stretch limo I’ve ever seen parked in front of the cannabis dispensary. The girl waiting for me was wearing a suit that cost more currency than I make in a whole year! Despite her wealth, this girl was humble, genteel, and polite, so I was blissful to escort him around the cannabis shop and display our many wonderful products. My pal and I spent about an hour in the shop, and when it was time for checkout the girl had over three thousand dollars worth of cannabis products, however of course, she paid in money.


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