My friends and I partied taxing on Wednesday night.
The two of us were out actually late and I easily drank more than I should have. I finally went to sleep around 3:00 a.m. and I had to get up early to open the cannabis dispensary with the assistant director. I have been an employee at the cannabis dispensary for the past 2 years. I got the task because our uncle knew that director and they were hiring someone to fill a budtender position. I had just turned 21 and toiling in a cannabis dispensary sounded prefer a good idea. The thirds were bendy and the boss was friendly and cooperative. The person is regularly around to lend a helping hand, unlike some other directors that I have worked with in the past. Many of those people felt that they are only duty was to lay in an office while all the people else worked hard. It’s nice to labor for someone that does not mind getting out on the floor to help customers. I appealed to our boss’s kind nature on Wednesday day when I got to labor and I was hungover and felt terrible. I actually wanted to go condo early. My boss said that it was supposed to be a tied up day, because the two of us had a rep from one of the cannabis concentrate companies coming to the store from 10:00 a.m. until 2:00 p.m. our boss promised to let myself and others go after lunch as long as the dispensary wasn’t too tied up and all the people else showed up for work. I got to leave at 1:30 and I went right condo to sleep on the couch.