I easily remember back in private school when I worked in the mall.
- These afternoons when I go to the mall I typically only see middle aged people.
Back then younger boys did a lot of the work in these types of stores. I worked in the pizza joint in the food court, although it is rather generous of me to describe it as “work.” I goofed off pretty much always, got stoned on the roof, plus represented a lot of the qualities that make young boys such exhausting workers. It did lead me to finding my task ethic, just not in the way they hoped for. There was a guy who always used to sell cannabis up on the roof, by the smoker break area! Since that was the spot the group of us all hung out for cigarettes, he used to post up plus sell tiny bags of marijuana. There was a certain day when he stopped showing up, plus I came to realize that there was a void, plus I could fill it by being the new cannabis guy. I don’t want to use the word dealer, because it sounds criminal. Suffice to say I hooked up my friends plus neighbors with bags of marijuana for a pretty decent profit. I was wonderful at the task, worked hard, made a sizable amount of cash, plus was really bothered by the fact that I couldn’t sell cannabis as a legit task. These afternoons things are totally different. Thanks to cannabis legalization there are more plus more perfectly legal dispensaries in the area. Now I can do the task I care about at a cannabis dispensary plus not have to agonize about getting in complete trouble for it.