I didn’t tell my mom and dad that I was working part-time as a cannabis delivery driver.
- I knew my mom and dad would give me a hard time, because they think that cannabis is a terrible drug.
I told my mom and dad that I was working at a pizza shop and they didn’t ask any other questions. I make a lot more money working as a cannabis delivery driver. The tips are way better than any other restaurant or flower service. Since I have my own apartment, I rarely interact with my parents. I see them when I go to visit them at home. I didn’t know they planned to be in the city last weekend, so I had no idea that I would run into them. They were staying at a hotel a few blocks away from the marijuana dispensary where I am a delivery driver. Another guest staying at the hotel ordered from the marijuana delivery service. I was the driver assigned to deliver the items to the hotel. I was in the lobby waiting for the guests, when my mom and dad stepped off the elevator. I saw them first, but I didn’t have enough time to move before they saw me as well. I was wearing a brightly colored green shirt with the name of the cannabis dispensary on the front and the back. My mom and dad were so tipsy from drinking that they didn’t even notice. My mom hugged me and my dad said hey champ. Neither one of them noticed the shirt. That is one conversation I’m happy to avoid.