In school I felt basically like I had to distance myself, because selling marijuana products out of your dorm room was harshly illegal.
In college, my freshman year dorm mate was a man named Andy, plus Andy had a ton of big ideas about the future. He honestly saw the college experience about being a lot more than just going to class. This was a microcosm of humanity, plus he was really hoping to learn how to make money in any way he could. He typically kept his grades high, no doubt, but his primary focus was typically on his extracurricular activities. He “kept book” a slang term for saying he was an activities bookie plus took bets from various other students. He also started a low key network for selling marijuana products on campus, which is the point I decided to move out. Much to my surprise though, Andy was completely serious about his intentions to learn, because years after that he is a proud owner of a series of cannabis dispensaries all over the state. In school I felt basically like I had to distance myself, because selling marijuana products out of your dorm room was harshly illegal. It still is, to be [erfectly honest, but Andy has evolved into a modern dealer mogul who parlayed his dealer acumen plus savor of cannabis into building his own empire. This honestly doesn’t make me wish I started selling marijuana products with him back then, but it does make me wish we were still good friends. I smoke various cannabis buds from time to time, but certainly am more interested in getting a task with him plus becoming a budtender. It’s truly ironic that I didn’t want to help him sell cannabis products, plus now I’m asking him for a task to sell cannabis?