Escaping to Portland

I applied at several different cannabis dispensaries, with mixed results

My parents started off as hippies, but after enough years in the woods they wound up as survivalists. Still, they were nice people, if a little unhinged. I grew up being inundated with a barrage of rhetoric about the evils of society. They had made the choice to leave society and go live in a cabin in the woods, but as you might imagine that choice didn’t work for me. The older I got, the more I ached to see more of the world – at least a little more of it! Finally I left the old homestead and made my way to the closest major city, in this case Portland, Oregon. I didn’t have any money, of course, so I had the foresight to bring along two pounds of cannabis, which we had long grown around our cabin. Cannabis was great currency in Portland, and I was able to convert it into cash within a couple of hours! I found a local youth hostel and paid for two weeks in advance, and then started exploring the city of Portland looking for a job. I didn’t want just any run-of-the-mill job, if I had come all this way to Portland I wanted to do something cool. I applied at several different cannabis dispensaries, with mixed results. I had no resume or official job experience, but on the other hand my knowledge of homegrown cannabis was second to none because of my upbringing. I found that Portland was a very welcoming town, and very soon found a good job at a great dispensary.

Pot Pick-up Portland Oregon