I get some very colorful characters who come into my job.
This is a small town, so the vast majority of our customers are regulars, who every one of us see every month or more than one. There is Clarence, who used to be a librarian & now just rides around down on his motorized wheelchair smoking joints all day. He is a funny guy! Carol is a preschool instructor, who comes in for a tote of edibles every single week, to keep her sane at school. You might be surprised how multiple school instructors are frequent cannabis users… or you might not be! The other day I had a up-to-date person stop by the cannabis dispensary, but he didn’t want to buy anything. I don’t recognize who this guy was or where he came from, but he literally walked up to the counter & set down a tote with multiple pounds of marijuana in it. I asked him why he was carrying around so much cannabis. Even with our very loose local cannabis laws this is a felony amount of weed to have on your person! He had assumed that a cannabis dispensary would be interested in buying the weed he had with him. I told him that I was bound by law to not touch it, & I couldn’t provide him a dollar for it, because I could only purchase cannabis from legally certified growers, and what I didn’t mention is that I would not have bought his cannabis regardless, because I don’t recognize where it was grown or if it had been treated with toxic chemicals.