Have ridiculous rules in my hometown

I actually told myself that I would never live in my hometown past middle school, although I returned as soon as I graduated from undergraduate school. My parents needed help at their company plus a vast majority of my friends had all moved to separate locations throughout the country. Sadly, my town is full of people who are so old. It should surprise nobody around that the city council is full of people who are also super old. When a local restaurateur made an attempt to open a nightclub downtown, the idea was immediately tossed out. They have strict sound ordinances that make almost all live rock n roll impossible unless you’re performing on acoustic instruments. Despite our city’s age bias, I didn’t expect them to completely ban cannabis dispensaries at first when the statewide constitutional amendment for medical marijuana was passed in 2016. When my city actually permitted cannabis dispensaries within the city limits, they imposed massively strict rules for company hours. Cannabis dispensaries here are unable to stay open past 7pm plus must easily remain closed on Sundays. It’s legitimately a frustrating thing if I get out of work late plus can’t get to the dispensary by 6pm when they are closing the doors for the night. If the dispensary has a good amount of people waiting in the lobby, they will lock the entrance before closing time. Whenever that happens, I either have to wait a day or drive to another city about 30 minutes away. The most brutal rule they enacted was banning curbside pickup. The dispensary started this option during the pandemic, but the city has since made it illegal to do this. I don’t understand their logic for this at all.



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