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All of my family lives in a weird state that is medical marijuana only.

My state is a recreational weed state, and so anytime someone comes to visit me, they want to go to the recreational cannabis dispensary near me, then i am not that keen on stopping at a weed shop near me. I use cannabis for medical purposes. It is ironic that I have access to weed for fun purposes, however I don’t use it for that. I know the fun and flair has worn off. Once my state allowed me to buy weed like beer, cigarettes or rated R movies, it just wasn’t fun anymore, however the recreational pot shop near me is like a pharmacy now. I use a topical hand for hand cramps when I particularly get into work. I have CBD bath products that I use to reduce anxiety. I have a tincture that I use as a sleep aid. I own a vape and cannabis oil cartridges, I am just not that fun anymore. I particularly don’t want to vape and get high at all! Anytime someone visits though, they want to see the recreational cannabis store. They are all happy about all the edibles and cool flower strains available. They always know I would want to smoke midday and get super high; Been there, done that, don’t find it fun anymore. I take them to the recreational marijuana shop because I know it is nice for people to see that cannabis isn’t a horrifying drug anymore. I draw the line at getting high though. I feel I have outgrown it. Maybe it is because I could get high anytime I want to, and I don’t want to anymore.

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One thing I always stressed to my employees was the importance of checking in when they got to work and checking out before leaving.

I needed an accurate account of their time and attendance. Whenever I was on schedule at my place of employment, I was diligent about clocking in and out.

I knew that if I forgot to clock in, I wouldn’t get paid for that day. I didn’t want to put in eight hours of work and not get paid because I was too lazy to clock in. I also didn’t want people to doubt when I left because I forgot to clock out. Maybe it was easier for me than it is now. Now they have time and attendance software for clocking in and out. I had to pass the time clock, and it was hard to forget to clock in when coming in. You had to pass the time clock when walking out. I am now older and working in a cannabis dispensary. I still don’t want to be accused of trying to get hours I didn’t work because I didn’t use the cannabis time and attendance software. All you need to do is tap the manager on the shoulder and let them know you’re there. The manager can easily adjust the cannabis time and attendance software if they are aware of when you came in and went home. Don’t expect them to be mind readers and believe it when you said you were there at 9 AM when the first time they saw you was at 10 AM. No matter how good the cannabis time and attendance software is, it will only work well when it is used.

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It’s funny the things you get from your parents.

And the older I get, the more I see mannerisms and characteristics that seem to come directly from mom and dad.

So when my mom was so talkative that first time in the local cannabis spot, I knew that he was really nervous. I do the very same thing when I’m in a new place or with people I feel intimidated by. I just can’t seem to shut my face for some reason. Actually, my mom came to me all hush, hush with questions about marijuana. She knew that I used recreational marijuana which is something that my mom sort of just ignores. I don’t smoke cannabis around them and I hold down an accountable, successful life so I guess mom’s reaction is sort of his blessing perhaps. But my mom has been so interested in cannabis. She was in school in the 60’s when recreational marijuana was everywhere. Still, he never experimented with cannabis as that’s just not how he was raised. So my mom’s questions about marijuana persisted until she finally asked me to take her to my local cannabis spot. I obliged and it was such an interesting trip for me and her both. I’m known at the local cannabis spot so they all greet me by name. I guess this just impressed my mom no end because she started talking almost non stop. She was peppering the staff with all sorts of marijuana related questions. It was a hoot. We ended up buying some sativa edibles. My mom and I ended up trying out the edibles one weekend when mom was out of town. And my nice friend and I both talked all night long. It was a blast.

 

 

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Okay, so I’m completely blown away by the fact that there is such a thing as a marijuana delivery service. This is simply incredible to me. I’m in my 50’s so I grew up when they still delivered stuff like milk and ice cream to the door. But I can remember when I was in highschool that pizza delivery became a thing. It was like a dream come true for me. I enjoyed pizza so much and would even order a pie on the sly. I’d pay for it with my money and then sneak it up to our room, however, my Mom would sniff it out and slip into my room for a slice. It was a cool moment. I’m wondering though if my Mom would slip into our room these days after following the smell of cannabis products that were delivered. I doubt it as he was pretty anti marijuana back then. But for me, it’s like the whole pizza paradigm playing itself out again. I like cannabis and have been a recreational marijuana user since school. That was not an easy thing to be for a lot of years. I didn’t know a cannabis grower or anything like that. I would have to take whatever marijuana I could get through friends. I said thank you and treated that weed as a treasure. Yet, I didn’t think the THC satisfied, who grew it or where it came from back then. Now, I pull up the local cannabis dispensary online and peruse an extensive list of cannabis products. But now, I simply checkout online and they give the cannabis right to my front door. It’s so amazing to me that I can still hardly think that it’s happening. But these days, I’m not paying for cannabis delivery with my allowance.

 

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If it’s early Wednesday morning, you can easily find me at the cannabis cafe.

This is true just about every Wednesday and it’s been my saving grace since it first got here.

Actually, the owners of the local cannabis spot were the ones who opened the cannabis cafe. They were the first folks to open a cannabis dispensary in the neighborhood when medical marijuana was legalized. This marijuana company is passionate about all things cannabis. I know that’s why our local cannabis spot is considered one of the best cannabis dispensaries in our state. I’m just so blessed that I live just down the road. When recreational marijuana became legal, they were the first to expand their marijuana business. And I’m so very, very thankful that they did. They took over what had been a rundown diner and turned it into a cannabis cafe. It sits along a quiet, tree lined side street with cafe tables out front. There is also a charming little courtyard in the back of the cannabis cafe if you’re not into people watching from the street. This place has phenomenal pop and the most delicious cannabis edibles ever. Since the afternoon this place has opened, I have spent at least one day there resetting my head. Seriously, that’s what it feels like for me. I like to get there early for our first coffee on my morning off after another long week of work. Then, I nibble on a cannabis edible through the day while I chat with friends, read a book or just stick our face in the sunshine. These minutes at the cannabis cafe are indeed the reset I need after a grueling week doing what I do for a living.

 

Chilling at the cannabis cafe