The cannabis delivery driver had to walk up the stairs

My lady Jen and I live in a new home building that has a ton of mechanical complications.

Our A/C devices break down bi-weekly and the garbage disposal hasn’t worked in months.

The elevator hardly ever works and will sporadically get stuck between floors. All of us were lucky that it worked during the afternoon when Jen and I moved into the building. All of us had heavy couches, chairs, and furniture that had to go to our new home on the 5th floor and there was no way that I was going to walk up all of those flights upstairs. I told Jen that the people I was with and I were leaving everything on the moving truck if the elevator was broken. That would have added multiple hours to the moving afternoon. I surely would have called some friends to unload everything if the elevator was broken, even though I should have been genuinely unhappy about the circumstances. The elevator was laboring again that afternoon thankfully, but it has not worked much since then. As soon as they got the elevator fixed, it broke down the following afternoon. I ordered supplies from a marijuana delivery service nearby. I told the driver that I was on the fourth floor. I did not tell the delivery driver that I knew the elevator was not laboring. I figured the weed driver could find that out when she or she got to my new home building. I’m sure the cannabis delivery driver wasn’t ecstatic about walking up more than four flights upstairs to give marijuana, even though I made sure to provide the lady with a genuinely fantastic tip. I knew it was a pain in the butt to use the stairs.


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