I got a delivery that I will never forget

Every once in a while, I run into an issue at work.

It doesn’t happen frequently, but from time to time problems will arise.

I work in a cannabis shop as a delivery driver. I work six hour shifts from 4 in the afternoon until closing. When the store isn’t very busy with deliveries, I work at the counter as a sales clerk. When the weather is cold or rainy, the store is typically very busy. When the weather is less-than-ideal, most of the cannabis orders are delivered. Last Friday night I got a delivery that I will never forget. It was a typical evening and I left the dispensary at 7. My delivery was only three miles from the store. I had a couple of red lights, but it only took 10 minutes to arrive at the address. I got out of my car and walked up to the front door. Halfway to the front door, I heard loud screaming coming from inside of the house. The closer I got to the house, the louder the voices became. I thought about turning around, but I was already at the address and on the property. I knocked on the door very loudly and the screen abruptly stopped. A guy in a torn green shirt answered the door. His face was red and his hair was a mess. He started counting out a stack of cash for the marijuana supplies. A woman came from behind the door and hit the guy in the head with a frying pan. He fell to the ground with a thud. She picked up the cash and handed it to me like nothing strange had just occurred.



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