On my way home from the concert, I decided to stop at the pot shop outside of town.
It has great prices and sales after 6pm every night.
It was on my way 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 night club. I was surprised to see so many cars at ten, but it was a Thursday night. 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 he was joking. The dispensary was open until 11pm, and it was only 10:15. The security officer proceeded to tell me the lobby was currently closed for a private party. I could still order cannabis supplies for curbside pickup, but the store was officially closed at 9pm for a private party. 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 tired and sleepy. My quick and easy stop at the dispensary turned into a bust. I decided to head home instead of waiting. There are other pot shops close to my apartment, but this place was open late so I decided to stop. I guess it wasn’t meant for me to get pot supplies on that particular evening.