Monday night was especially busy at the medical & recreational marijuana dispensary.
All sorts of deliveries were coming into the store all night.
I actually took an order all the way downtown. The order was close to $200 & the guy tipped me 60 bucks. I suppose it was a famous person. The guy was staying in the penthouse of a hotel & he seemed to be familiar. He did not sign the receipt either, which I thought was pretty odd & strange. I had a couple of deliveries to the beach. I rolled the window down so I could easily smell the salty, ocean air. We usually stop accepting deliveries at 10:00 p.m., however we took a couple of orders after 10:00 because of the tremendously busy night. My boss sent me to a last minute delivery. I recognized the address for the marijuana delivery, because it was in the same neighborhood as my own residence. It would have been wonderful to finish with the delivery & go back to my residence. I could have been there in less than 5 minutes to be entirely straightforward. I could have been in my pajamas & in my cozy, comfortable bed in a rush. Sadly, after I made the last marijuana delivery, I had to go back to the store. The boss had to count out all of my orders for the night & provide me with all of my tips. There were a couple of things that I needed to do at the office & I was unable to go back to my residence after the last marijuana delivery of the night.