I was finally old enough to go to the marijuana dispensary.

Two years ago, they legalized recreational marijuana in our state.

It thrilled my brother that he could legally go into a marijuana dispensary and purchase products ‌he wanted.

It was almost laughable to him ‌he could legally purchase up to an ounce of marijuana products every single day. I was bummed. Not only was I not old enough to go into the marijuana dispensary, my brother would not share his. He told me I had to be 21, because he would not go to jail for giving marijuana to a minor. Most states allowed an 18-year-old to go to marijuana dispensaries, or at least that’s what I had read. Our state made it ‌you had to be 21, which is the same age as drinking. Last week, I turned 21, and I was finally old enough to go to the marijuana dispensary. When I walked into the marijuana dispensary, the smell of marijuana surrounded me. I felt like I was going to get high just from breathing. I did not know what I was looking for, because I had never used marijuana. The budtender called me over and asked if I had put in an order, and I said I just wanted some information. I told him I never tried marijuana, but I was now 21 and curious. The young man just stood there and stared at me, and asked if there was something that I wanted to try. I said I had heard about pre-rolls, and he showed me what they had in the cannabis dispensary. He also explained to me how much THC was in each pre-roll. He suggested I purchase one that had very low THC.

 

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