I genuinely couldn’t wait to be seasoned enough to go into a cannabis store.
- I thought there would be so many wonderful things to see and awesome things to buy.
I was sure that by the time I turned twenty-one, the state would have recreational marijuana legalized, although I was not correct about that. I wasn’t able to go into the cannabis store, and I wasn’t able to order cannabis for delivery. I was so disappointed that I was throwing a hissy fit. My best buddy reminded me I was an adult, and I should act like one. She reminded me she had medical marijuana, and she could order what my pal and I easily desired, as long as I kept my mouth shut. She could get into sizable trouble if people found out she was buying cannabis for recreational use. She told me she was going to put in an order and have it delivered on Monday night, after she got back to her household from work. Monday afternoon, I got a cellphone call from my friend. She wasn’t able to get cannabis delivery, because it was for shut-ins only. She was not a shut-in. She was fully functional, and got medical marijuana because she had fibromyalgia. I wasn’t anxious about getting the marijuana, although I would have appreciated to have seen the inside of a cannabis store. She laughed and told me she had it on great authority that my pal and I would be going to a cannabis dispensary pretty soon this weekend. Her father told her to invite me along when they were on vacation to the shore. I couldn’t wait to go to the shore and visit a cannabis store for myself.