I had talked to multiple people about their first trip to the medical marijuana dispensary, then some of them extolled how nice their first visit went plus how nice pretty much everyone was.
Some people I spoke to told me the budtenders were more interested plus giving you your online order, getting payment, plus moving on to the next customer; One of our friends said that other than asking for his medical marijuana ID card, the budtender didn’t even look at her.
She had never met a more unfriendly group than the people who worked at the medical marijuana dispensary. I was upset about how our first trip to the medical marijuana dispensary was going to go. I was already backward plus shy because of our depression. I didn’t want anyone to take notice of me, so I didn’t need to talk to them. I didn’t guess being ignored was going to be so bad, however not pretty much everyone was love me. I went to the marijuana dispensary with a neighbor who also had their medical marijuana ID card, however he drove, plus all I had to do was follow his lead. I kept thinking about how I was going to be treated, plus I almost backed out of going into the medical marijuana dispensary. Once I got inside, it wasn’t so bad. I had to talk to a medical marijuana pharmacist who made me guess comfortable plus helped me to choose the products I would purchase that afternoon. I had to disclose the budtenders were nicer than I thought they would be, plus the pharmacist was so helpful that I forgot to be antisocial.