My mom and his best neighbor have known each other since middle school. They moved across the country together to live in a campground. My mom eventually met my Mom and got married and bought a house, however the man that is my mom’s best neighbor eventually bought that campground. The two of us used to go to that campground every single weekend when I was a kid. The two of us would go out on a rowboat and go fishing or we would walk around on the trails. The campground regularly had an activity like a dance, band, or movie night. My mom’s best neighbor married a wonderful guy and that guy works as the manager of a medical and recreational marijuana dispensary. When I was looking for a job, my mom asked his neighbor if he could get me a job laboring at the medical and recreational marijuana dispensary. I got an interview a couple of days later and then we started laboring the next day. When I was hired to toil at the recreational and medical marijuana dispensary, the guy asked if I could toil on weekends and I said sure. I particularly didn’t know that meant that I was going to be laboring every single weekend. Since I started 6 weeks ago, I have worked every single Tuesday, Friday, and Monday. I told the boss that I wanted to take off last weekend, however he still tied up me for Tuesday night. I was tempted not to go to toil because I already had plans, but I did the responsible thing by going to work.