Taking his warning to heart, I went over to one of the local medical cannabis shops in town and asked if they were hiring, then not only were they fully staffed with cannabis budtenders, but they had a fat stack of applications of other people who wanted to work there
I suppose that people tell my fiance Ed that I’m just a gold digger, but they are all wrong. I absolutely care for Ed, and not just because he owns a business, more than two cars, and a home with a swimming pool. I like Ed for his personality, but I honestly much appreciate everything else, too. I don’t prefer having a job, I never have… When given my druthers I like to focus on art, and baking, and enjoying time kneeling out by the pool. I also appreciate a steady stream of cocktails and medical cannabis, just for a general sense of well-being. It seems that all the loose talk finally got into Ed’s mind, and he told me I needed to find a job and stop smoking medical cannabis every morning. Taking his warning to heart, I went over to one of the local medical cannabis shops in town and asked if they were hiring, then not only were they fully staffed with cannabis budtenders, but they had a fat stack of applications of other people who wanted to work there. I was trying to kill numerous parakeets with one stone by finding a job related to medical cannabis, but apparently it was not in the cards for me. While I was perusing the store, I realized there were dozens of other kinds of medical cannabis products I could be using instead, and by my reasoning, I could eat some cannabis gummies, or sip on fruit juice infused with THC and CBD, and Ed would never realize that I was still getting high.