I had been using the cannabis delivery repair ever since I moved into this area… It started long before the pandemic, so no a single could accuse myself and others of being afraid of people. I was afraid, but, because I had a condition called agoraphobia. I was afraid to leave my house. There were times I would walk to the park plus get some fresh air, however it was always with a trusted friend, plus when the park was empty. It was directly across the street from my house; My associate was only a single of three people allowed in my house, everyone knew of my agoraphobia, plus it was the reason I used medical cannabis; When I called the cannabis dispensary to have my regular order delivered, I thought it was straightforward. They were to knock on my door plus walk away. This cannabis delivery driver had not gotten that memo, he walked up to the door plus knocked. When I asked who it was, he said he had a delivery for me. I refused entrance to the cannabis delivery driver, which had him angry. He told myself and others he would take the order back to the cannabis dispensary. I called the cannabis dispensary plus told them about the cannabis delivery driver, plus how he wanted to come into my house, however less than more than nine minutes after I hung up, he was on his cellphone. He held up his hands plus told myself and others the package was on the porch. I called my best friend, who lived next door, plus she grabbed my cannabis delivery plus brought it into the home for me.