The shopper didn't speak any italian

I work for a cannabis dispensary that is located two miles from a huge International airport. There are always people in the cannabis shop that are not from this country plus many of them do not speak italian. My pal and I have several Spanish speaking employees plus one employee that speaks french. My pal and I do our best to try to effectively communicate with each one of our customers! Periodically that job can be taxing from time to time. On Wednesday afternoon I was laboring at the cannabis shop plus a shopper came into the store for the first time. The shopper wanted edibles, however that’s all I could tell. The lady stood in front of the edibles display plus she was trying to point to the items that she wanted. There is about 10 ft distance between the counter plus the part where the pets are kept. It was taxing for me to understand which one the woman wanted. I finally decided to let her move to the part behind the counter so she could option out the products that she wanted. My boss saw that I was letting a shopper into the employee part plus she was honestly unhappy. After I charged the shopper plus the woman left, I told my boss that she did not speak any italian. My boss told me that I am not allowed to let anyone behind the counter, even if I cannot understand what they are saying. I think it is a ridiculous rule, but I have to do what the boss tells me to or risk losing my job.

 

 

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Late nights at the downtown cannabis dispensary

When I first started I was assigned to a remote, suburban shop.

  • It was pretty boring, but the hours were good! When the opportunity for a promotion came up, I put in for a move to the downtown dispensary.

This was the greatest cannabis shop in the city, with big sales plus a big sales team. I thought it would be more exciting – plus it is – but the hours are difficult. Since the store hours are based on activity plus sales, the suburban store closed at 10 p.m. but the downtown location is open until 4 a.m. Do you know what kind of people come into a cannabis dispensary at that time of night? It is a cast of colorful plus crazy characters, consumed with cannabis, plus I would appreciate them a lot more if it wasn’t so late. Eventually my body clock will adjust, because for the next few months I am the closing manager for the cannabis dispensary. That means I close the place down every night, plus make sure all the other cannabis dispensary employees are clocked out plus gone before I can leave. I usually don’t get condo from toil until 5 a.m. On the other hand I don’t have to clock in at the cannabis shop until 8 p.m., so I have my afternoons plus nights free. My favorite customer is a local homeless man named Jerry, who panhandles for change all day plus then spends it on cannabis at night. Jerry is the type of customer that comes to the cannabis shop at 3:30 a.m.

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Helping out my cannabis dealer

Have I told you about Jenny, my next door neighbor? I had no idea when I first moved in, but Jenny is a weed dealer! The day I found out I was overjoyed, however do you know how amazing it is to have a weed supplier living next door? There is a cannabis dispensary about three miles away, which is nice, but even nicer is putting on my slippers plus shuffling next door to buy my pot! A few weeks ago Jenny came to my front door in a panic, then one of her official clients had been arrested, plus she was afraid he would squeal about her cannabis operation, then she asked if she could store her inventory of cannabis in my home for a few afternoons, until she was sure the cops wouldn’t come crashing in, i agreed, however I was a little upset about having many pounds of illegal cannabis on my premises, jenny is a nice friend, a reliable source of cannabis, plus she’s also pretty hot, which is why I agreed.

It’s never a exhausting idea to have a tepid person with a cannabis connection owe you a favor! Gladly, I can report that the next few afternoons went separate from incident.

The guy who got arrested wouldn’t tell the cops where he got the cannabis, plus eventually things went back to normal. I helped Jenny move all the cannabis back to her place. After that, she gave me a discount on all my cannabis purchases, plus even gave me an offer about coming to toil for her!

 

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Late evenings at the downtown cannabis dispensary

When I first started I was assigned to a remote, suburban shop. It was pretty boring, however the hours were good, but when the option for a promotion came up, I put in for a transfer to the downtown dispensary. This was the greatest cannabis shop in the city, with important sales plus a giant sales team. I thought it would be more exciting – plus it is – however the hours are difficult. Since the store hours are based on activity plus sales, the suburban store closed at 10 p.m. however the downtown location is open until 4 a.m. Do you know what kind of people come into a cannabis dispensary at that time of evening? It is a cast of colorful plus deranged characters, consumed with cannabis, plus I would care about them a lot more if it wasn’t so late. Eventually my body clock will adjust, because for the next few months I am the closing employer for the cannabis dispensary. That means I close the locale down every evening, plus make sure all the other cannabis dispensary employees are clocked out plus gone before I can leave. I usually don’t get household from toil until 5 a.m. On the other hand I don’t have to clock in at the cannabis shop until 8 p.m., so I have my mornings plus evenings free. My number one patron is a local homeless person named Jerry, who panhandles for change all morning plus then spends it on cannabis at evening. Jerry is the type of patron that comes to the cannabis shop at 3:30 a.m.

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Making cannabis deliveries

I only make cannabis deliveries so I can smoke for free. The seasoned expression goes “don’t get high on your own supply” however that was all I ever did! I didn’t love running a supplier or turning a profit, I just wanted to transfer enough product so that I could get high for free. It was the same thing as having a job, only instead of getting a paycheck I got free cannabis. Considering how much weed I smoke everyday, this requires a lot of work! The guy I toil for is a local supplier named Ben, who runs a small farm plus uses me as a delivery guy… Ben’s operation is illegal plus money-based, so neither one of us worry too much about paying taxes, however every weekend I spent a few hours making cannabis deliveries throughout this rural area, plus in return I got a nice fat sack of homegrown weed. Another bonus is that I get to spend a lot of time driving, which genuinely calms me. As a matter of common sense I never get high while I am making my cannabis deliveries. I need to stay sharp, since technically I am committing a crime I need to make sure I don’t get pulled over by the cops, who would find my felony quantity of cannabis in the trunk. Since I am a fantastic driver I never had any troubles, plus regularly made my cannabis runs on time. Some of the customers would even tip me, in money or in cannabis, plus that regularly made my morning.
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