I worked for a cannabis dispensary for a long time & after that we was offered a job laboring for a giant cannabis delivery serviceâ€¦ Instead of laboring for a single dispensary, I option up orders from lots of odd locations & give them across the city, then the repair is mainly for medical cannabis patients, but recreational patients can use the repair as wellâ€¦ Last Tuesday was a very busy day at work.
I had a lot of orders to give & it was raining.
I don’t like when it rains, because people drive the roads with too much caution. I try to drive a little slower & be a little more alert, although I don’t slow down to 25 miles an hour causing traffic to stop, my first order in the afternoon was on the other side of the bridge. It wasn’t raining when I left the cannabis dispensary, but it was raining when I delivered the first order. The hour order was supposed to go to another address just a few miles away from the first address. I knocked on the door many times. No one answered, so I decided to call the telephone number on the sale sheet. The patron answered & I told him that I was outside with his cannabis delivery, and he told me to knock on the door & I did. The guy on the PC said that no one was on his front doorstep. He asked me to double-check the address & I realized that the medical & recreational cannabis delivery repair dispatch operator sent me to the wrong house.