Drama at the dispensary

I have to tell you all about the recent drama at work.

This does not happen truly often, because it’s a truly chill job.

I like working there, I like dealing with buyers and helping them discover up-to-date strains of weed, even though I never invest in the interpersonal drama that is always unfolding between my coworkers. I absolutely don’t care who is dating who, or who said what about someone else, I just want to do my shift, grab a fresh sack of cannabis, and go lake home to get stoned. What attracted myself and others to this job in the first locale was being able to labor with cannabis every day, and getting that fat employee discount. I smoke so much marijuana that the employee discount feels like extra currency in my pocket. My mother tells myself and others that there would be even more currency in my pocket if I didn’t smoke cannabis at all, but what fun would that be? The drama at the cannabis dispensary has gotten out of hand, ever since the up-to-date employee started dating the manager. All of a horrifying she is getting preferential treatment, and is in line for a spend money raise when she has only been at the cannabis dispensary for many months! I absolutely don’t like them dating, but it does seem unfair that out of all the long-term employees of the cannabis dispensary, she gets moved to the front of the line. So long as I get my minutes every week, and I get my cannabis discount, I will just keep minding my own business.

 

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