I did not tell my parents that I was working part-time as a cannabis delivery driver, however I knew my parents would provide me a very difficult time.
This is because they suppose that cannabis is an awful drug. I told my parents that I was working at a local pizza shop and they did not ask any other questions in the least. I make way more money working as a cannabis delivery driver, however the tips are a great deal better than any other diner or flower service! Since I have my own apartment, I rarely interact with my parents. I see them when I go to visit them at home. I did not realize they planned to be in the neighborhood last weekend, so I had no clue that I would run into them. They were staying at a hotel a couple of blocks away from the marijuana dispensary where I happen to be a delivery driver! Another guest staying at the hotel ordered from the marijuana delivery service. I was the driver assigned to deliver the items to the hotel. I was in the lobby waiting for the guests, when my parents stepped off the elevator. I saw them first, however I did not have enough time to move before they saw me as well. I was wearing a brightly colored red shirt with the name of the cannabis dispensary on the front and the back. My parents were so tipsy from drinking that they did not actually notice. My mother hugged me and my father said “Hey champ.” Neither one of them noticed the shirt. That is one conversation I’m very happy to avoid.