When I first went into the marijuana dispensary, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but it wasn’t what I saw.
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 like a warehouse, and there were people behind the counters talking to customers. They even had a pharmacist on duty to help customers who weren’t sure what they should buy. Everyone at the marijuana dispensary was exceptionally friendly and willing to help. They acted like they knew everyone, and I was sure everyone inside had to be repeat medical marijuana consumers. It surprised me when I heard one budtender tell her customer that the pharmacist would be with her in a couple of minutes. I realized she was a newcomer, the same as I was. I waited for my turn with a budtender and told her I was new. She called the pharmacist who talked to me in a private area. We discussed the reason I was using medical marijuana and what was best for my condition. She gave me several suggestions and asked if any of them seemed to be something I would like to try. I had a lot of anxieties and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say. I told her I would use whatever she suggested. I walked out of there with several products and couldn’t wait to get home and try one of them. An hour later, I was sitting on my sofa watching television, and enjoying an afternoon when I didn’t feel like the hounds of hell were looking over my shoulder.