Breaking up with Ken was one of the hardest experiences of my life. He and I had been engaged to be married when I caught him cheating on me. We fought, and then I kicked him out, and after that things got really ugly. I remember the last thing I said to him was “I hope I never see your evil face again.” For five years, I never did see that evil face again! Now everything has changed, and I have an important decision to make. Ken was recently hired as the floor manager for the local cannabis dispensary, which means I have to figure out another way to get my weed. There is no way I am going back to that cannabis dispensary if I have to see Ken. If I lived in a bigger town there would be more options, but right now this is the only cannabis dispensary within 50 miles! I can start making phone calls and tracking down my old dealers from before cannabis was legalized and the dispensary opened. I really don’t want to do that. Isn’t it sad when an older person buys marijuana from a high school kid? I have no desire to revisit that part of my life, but on the other hand I may have no other way of getting the cannabis I need. I know the cannabis dispensary has online ordering, with an option for home delivery, but I don’t want to do that either. What if Ken sees my order and decides to deliver my cannabis in person? I would flip out.