Friday night was very busy at the medical and recreational marijuana dispensary.
Deliveries were coming into the store all night.
I took an order all the way downtown. The order was almost $200 and the guy tipped me 40 bucks. I think it was a famous person to be honest . The guy was staying in the penthouse of a hotel and he looked very familiar. He didn’t sign the receipt either, which I thought was weird and strange. I had a couple of deliveries to the beach. I put the window down so I could smell the salty, see air. We usually stop taking deliveries at 10:00 p.m., but we took a couple of orders after 10:00 because of the 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 house. It would have been nice to finish with the delivery and go straight home. I could have been there in less than 5 minutes. I could have been in my pajamas and in my cozy, comfortable bed in less than a half hour. Unfortunately, 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 and give me all of my tips. There were a couple of things that I needed to do at the office and I could not simply go straight home after the last marijuana delivery of the night.