I lived right across the street from a medical cannabis dispensary.
I noticed that there were fewer people going into the dispensary. There used to be a line of people at least ten deep, waiting to get into the dispensary, on any day of the week. I had a feeling that because there was nothing to protect the people who were waiting from the weather, many of the people were no longer going to the marijuana dispensary. The people who ran the dispensary must have thought the same thing. Last week there was a sign by the cannabis dispensary saying they were now hiring cannabis delivery drivers, and there was a phone number to call. I had been out of work for almost a month, and thought being a cannabis delivery driver could be the break I had been waiting for. I had a car and a valid license. I didn’t use marijuana and never wanted to. Delivering marijuana to medical marijuana patients would give me some money coming in to pay my bills, and I would help people. I didn’t realize I would need to go through classes just to be a cannabis delivery driver. I also had to have a background check to make sure they had never arrested me for theft or drug abuse. I felt like I was trying to get a government job. After thinking about it, I was going to be a cannabis delivery driver for a medical cannabis dispensary, so I was working for the state. It really was a government job.