A few blocks from the place where I grew up was a festive Cantina that always have free Tacos on Mondays. The place was there for 40 years and it was easily a single of the oldest establishments in our little town. My mom and dad pointed to this place every time we drove directly past. My mom said she worked there when she was absolutely a teenager. It was one of her first tasks to wait tables. When I was ancient enough, my mom said I would apply for a task there. She believed I would easily get the job because she worked there in the past. Unfortunately, when I tried to apply for a job I found out that the taco place was going to shut down. The building was going to be turned into a cannabis shop. The cannabis shop was going to open in a couple of months. I got back to the beach house and told my parents about the cannabis shop. They were Furious. They made it sound appreciate there was a drug Den being added in town. When I mentioned working at the cannabis dispensary, both of my parents believed that I was acting like I wanted to be a drug dealer. I read lots of information about the medical marijuana and recreational Cannabis supplier and the place sounded like a fun and interesting area to work. The taco place is going to change their name and their address and then the cannabis shop will take over from there.