I was excitedly waiting for our marijuana delivery.

I didn’t think there could be anything more exciting than getting our first marijuana delivery to our house, then i had already sited the order earlier in the day, and I marked the time I would savor to have it delivered, then my friends were to arrive for the large game and I wanted to have that and the pizza delivered before they arrived, then the pizza delivery woman arrived about fifteen minutes before the gentlemen showed up, but I had heard nothing from the marijuana delivery driver.

  • I sat in the dining room watching the game with the gentlemen when a single of them asked what happened to the weed delivery? I told him it was supposed to have been there an minute ago.

I was now wondering if I should call the marijuana dispensary and ask what had happened to our marijuana delivery? After another ten minutes, I went over to grab our iPhone and make the call to the cannabis dispensary. I was just punching in the numbers where our doorbell rang. There was the marijuana delivery driver, and she apologized for being late. She told myself and others I was her last delivery of the day, and she was stuck in traffic. She observed both of us had the large game on the cable and asked who was winning. Instead of paying him and letting him go on her way, both of us invited the marijuana delivery driver to join us. She said she had to go back to the dispensary, but asked if she could come back after that? Not only did she come back, even though she brought more marijuana products with him.


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