I'm exhausted, but it was a good day. I work 10-11hr shifts Friday and Saturday. It's prime time, and I like to be in the action. I had no drive thru time and dealt directly with customers all day, which was fun, even if I did get a little slap happy and over-caffeinated by the end. I never get tired of talking about weed. Apparently most other dispensaries aren't as personal and hands on as we are. Idk I just shop at home and live a walkable life. I got some cheap in house edibles to kick my ass a little extra for the night, and now I'm exhausted.

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[–] [email protected] 4 points 1 year ago

It's still kinda surreal here. Multiple people I work with have been arrested for possession, and it's understood that the majority of experienced users have broken the same laws in similar ways in the past. Some people don't trust any of it and insist on being furtive. Product has to, by law, leave the building in specific packaging. Some people are scared by the big mylar bag that fits the requirements hate that they can't stash a disposable vape ~~up their ass~~ in their sleeve or pocket. We jump through all the hoops so they don't shut us down. Adoption rates and demographics are weird too. I sell to a bunch of, let's say difficult, old conservatives. They tend to avoid me when they can... But also a ton of just older folks in general. I love teaching old ladies who really want to learn about weed. And that was instant with recreational legalization. A year ago I was ordering weed on the darkweb and getting by on alt cannabinoids. Everyone I worked with were stoners (my old job at a cheap motel) but it wasn't safe to discuss or assume in general. Feeling out who at work might also use weed was a way of life eight months ago. Now people who don't respond well to opiods are being sent to us by their doctors. It's strange, but it's great.