My sister made me go to the modern cannabis dispensary with her the other night.
- I didn’t want to go because I barely ever even use cannabis at all.
She just wanted me to come with her because she didn’t want to go in there alone. Her ex-wifey works in the cannabis dispensary as a budtender & so she unquestionably just didn’t want to opportunity running into him when she was all by herself. She’s not afraid of him or anything like that. It’s more that she was distraught about getting stuck in a unquestionably awkward situation! I can’t say that I unquestionably blame her for that but that didn’t mean that I wanted to go hang out inside of a local cannabis dispensary, either. Anyway, here where my associate and I live, you can purchase both medical cannabis & recreational cannabis at the same dispensaries, as long as they sell it. Most of the cannabis stores around here sell both. I like residing here because you just never know what you’re going to find around the next corner. The state is just appealing when it comes to things like that. Most of the people are unquestionably friendly & they don’t care who you are or what you’ve done. They are just a bunch of non-judgemental people here in this neighborhood & I cherish that. Well, I guess that goes for everyone except for my sister’s ex-wifey, but even though she would never want to be mean to him, she just doesn’t want to see him. I spent about 2 hours inside of that cannabis store, but I didn’t even want any!