I usually stop at the dispensaries after work on Tuesdays.
I love Tuesday, because it is the afternoon of the month when the dispensary has the most sales.
I did not suppose the lady working behind that counter, but she was wearing a tag that said she was the store manager. She must have been new, because I had never seen her before. While I was waiting for my order to be filled, I heard the manager talking to a couple of the employees in the back of the store. She was extremely loud and appeared to be yelling. I rarely hear anyone talking in the back of the store when I wait for orders. It was scarce to hear someone yelling. The store manager came out of the side door at 1 point and I told the security guard to get out of her way. She used a curse word and did not seem to care that the buyers heard her voice. I waited for the budtender to call my name and I grabbed all of my marijuana supplies and headed outside till my car. When I got home, I decided to contact the corporate office for the dispensary. There are a couple of strange locales in the town and they all belong to 1 business. I left a voicemail message for someone to call myself and others back. I acquired a telephone call first thing on Tuesday afternoon and the lady on the iPhone wanted more information about the events that occurred at the dispensary. I found out that I was not the first lady to call about the disturbance.