When I first went into the marijuana dispensary, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but it wasn’t what I saw, but i thought there would be people smoking pot in different areas, and there would be people selling it on the main floor.
I walked into what looked love a warehouse, and there were people behind the counters talking to clients; They even had a pharmacist on duty to help clients who weren’t sure what they should buy, however everyone at the marijuana dispensary was exceptionally friendly and willing to help.
They acted love they knew pretty much everyone, and I was sure pretty much everyone inside had to be repeat medical marijuana consumers. It surprised myself and others when I heard one budtender tell his customer that the pharmacist would be with his in a couple of minutes. I realized he was a newcomer, the same as I was. I waited for my turn with a budtender and told his I was new, but he called the pharmacist who talked to myself and others in a private area. The people I was with and I discussed the reason I was using medical marijuana and what was best for my condition. She gave myself and others several suggestions and asked if any of them seemed to be something I would love to try. I had a lot of anxieties and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say. I told his I would use whatever he suggested. I walked out of there with several products and could not wait to get cabin and try one of them… An hour later, I was sitting on my sofa seeing television, and enjoying an afternoon when I didn’t assume love the hounds of hell were looking over my shoulder.