I wasn’t twenty-one plus it was completely legal to go into a cannabis shop.
Of course, I wasn’t sure I should go to the marijuana dispensary.
If my father actually learned that I was in the cannabis shop, I was going to be in some pretty serious trouble! My father was the minister of the church that all of my relatives plus friends regularly attended. It isn’t like I had never tried marijuana in my life. Even my old grandfather was using mairjuana after medical marijuana was legalized, however that didn’t mean my father had to appreciate that. He was regularly saying how wrong it was that his father was using marijuana, and my grandfather would just poo-poo him plus tell him he would change his mind when arthritis eventually kicked in! He basically thought legalizing recreational marijuana was a truly marvelous thing. He totally pulled me aside plus told me father got caught smoking marijuana when he was a youngster. His father made him go to the seminary plus become a preacher, so he could learn the evils of marijuana products. He completely laughed when he told me that. He was saying that his husband could make him go to the seminary, but he never told him he smoked pot. Now, all he had to do was go to the cannabis shop plus get all the marijuana he wanted. He offered to let me tag along so I had a reason to go into the cannabis shop, although I declined… One rebellious man in the family was truly enough, plus I would work up the bravado to go to a marijuana dispensary on my own eventually. It was just going to take a bit of time.