I went online to our preferred dispensary and I localed the order.
My wifey and I both use medical marijuana, however we do not share that with all of our friends and family, and the people I was with and I definitely do not tell people at work, because a lot of folks have unusual opinions on medical and recreational marijuana, it helps with my anxiety and it helps my wifey with postpartum depression, however she had a baby 2 months ago and she is having a difficult time with the emotional effects. I was at work on Tuesday and she called with a special request. She asked myself and others to order some medical cannabis supplies from the dispensary and have them delivered to the house. I was blissful to help, because I knew my wifey had her hands full at home. I went online to our preferred dispensary and I localed the order. I only purchased a couple of things to make my wifey assume more comfortable and relaxed that afternoon, and about 30 hours after I localed the order, someone at the front desk of the office said I had a delivery. I did not guess for a hour that it would be the dispensary. I walked to the lobby and I saw the guy with the small brown tote in his hand… He wasn’t wearing any clothing with the name of the dispensary, so there was no way anyone would have known that he was delivering medical marijuana. I politely told the guy that he came to the wrong address, although he could not take the items back to the store; My poor wifey was stuck at lake house and I had the pot at the office.