I had lived in this neighborhood for the entirety of my life; I was only twenty-five, although I knew a lot about the city.
- I wasn’t one of those chicks that lived within two square neighborhood blocks.
I drove a taxi for three years, which got me all over the locale. I hated the traffic, so I changed my mind plus started looking into other professions, and after another two years, I knew it was time to get a job. I couldn’t find anything other than driving, because I had no experience at anything… When the marijuana dispensary opened in our area, I wanted to go there plus apply for a job, but the only thing I knew anything about was driving. I was fortunate I knew how to drive, plus I had a nice driving record, then my associate and I talked about my abilities, plus after doing my background checks, she gave me a job. I had to go through a lot of online videos to learn about the marijuana dispensary plus the laws that surround it. I needed to make sure I evaluated IDs to make sure people were old enough to purchase medical and/or recreational marijuana, then by the time I got to be a marijuana delivery driver, I felt like I was qualified to do almost any job in the marijuana dispensary. Two afternoons ago I got my first marijuana delivery. I looked at the address, plus it wasn’t in any part of the neighborhood I had ever been to. I was already nearing a full-blown panic attack when I remembered I had GPS on my iPhone. I may have been lost for my first marijuana delivery, although I was still right on time to make the delivery.