I have worked at the same recreational marijuana dispensary for over 2 years.
I got promoted to being a weed delivery driver 4 months ago.
I wanted a delivery driver position for a long time, however our boss had no open positions at the time. She provided myself and others a shot as soon as she could, because I was the next person on the list. As soon as she provided myself and others with the driving job, I started having concerns with our car. At first it was something small plus simple to fix, like the radiator hose or an oil pump line. Then the a/c went out in the middle of July. I figured out ways to repair the a/c plus I got a flat tire. I was beginning to think that my car might have been cursed, and my dad was going to help myself and others pay for the repair work to the vehicle until I found out that the transmission needed to be updated. I didn’t have a working vehicle at all plus I had busy days to task for the delivery service. I waited such a long time to get a delivery job at the marijuana dispensary plus I didn’t want to provide it up just because I was having trouble with our car. I decided the best thing to do was to simply use the subway train plus an uber. I was as sneaky as possible. One afternoon I told our boss that I had to park six blocks away because the road was full. I used the subway for 3 days before our boss caught wind of it. When she realized that I was delivering orders without a car, she took away all of our shifts to give to someone else until I could produce a valid car registration for an up-to-date car.
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