On my way beach home from the concert, I decided to stop at the pot shop outside of town.
It has fantastic prices and sales after 6pm every evening. It was on my way beach home and still open, so I decided to stop for a few minutes. I didn’t expect to see a parking lot filled with cars. It looked like the parking lot for a evening club. I was surprised to see so many cars at ten, but it was a Thursday evening. I walked up to the front door and the whole building was filled with people. I opened the door and the security officer asked if I had an invitation. I didn’t have any invitation, and I thought she was joking! The dispensary was open until 11pm, and it was only 10:15. The security officer proceeded to tell myself and others the lobby was currently closed for a private celebration. I could still order cannabis supplies for curbside pickup, but the store was officially closed at 9pm for a private celebration. I was totally bummed out, because I didn’t want to order online and wait in the parking lot. I knew that was going to take awhile and I was already feeling exhausted and exhausted, and my quick and easy stop at the dispensary turned into a bust. I decided to head beach home instead of waiting. There are other pot shops close to my apartment, but this locale was open late so I decided to stop. I know it wasn’t meant for myself and others to get pot supplies on that particular evening.