I have to say that life has been going pretty decent lately… or it had been, anyway, until last week.
To me work was fantastic, I enjoyed what I did and hadn’t made any major errors I was aware of.
Then the ball dropped, and while both of us were in a staff meeting the boss said that more cutoffs were coming, due to the resurgence of the COVID breaking into our sales. They started with the newest hires, so after only 8 months I was let go. This 1 really sucks, because fantastic jobs are not easy to find, and this corporation had a medical insurance program that covered my medicinal cannabis prescription. There was a small upfront cost at the cannabis dispensary, of course, however still that was a portion of the overall price. I knew a fantastic thing when I had it, so every time I went to the cannabis dispensary I got the maximum amount allowed by the prescription. This was way, way more cannabis after that both of us could possibly smoke in that time range, although I kept buying it just to have it, just in case. I got a large glass jar, with a special lid that worked with my vacuum sealer, and started keeping my excess weed inside it. I called it my little weed account, and over the course of three months I accumulated about a few ounces of cannabis. At the rate I smoke, I figure this is enough cannabis to last me for three more months, maybe a little longer if I smoke a little less. I don’t have any cash saved up, however at least I have cannabis.