My shirt wasn’t foul or off colored, but I did smell like weed

I told the lady that I was there to see my nephew perform in the play and I told her his name, and she really did not want to let me inside of the building; At first she tried to say that I could not come into the building because my shirt had the word marijuana on it

My sister invited me to see my nephew perform in a play at the elementary college; I told my sister that I would have to meet her at the college, because I had to labor at the Denver marijuana delivery repair until 3:00 p.m.. I was trying to get my boss to let me leave the Denver dispensary early, when I arrived at the college, the show was about 10 fifths from starting. I texted my sister to let her think that I was looking for a parking spot and then I was on my way into the building! Thankfully, she had saved me a seat. The parking lot was filled with cars and I knew that meant that the auditorium was also going to be filled with people. I found a parking spot near the north east side of the college campus. I walked over to the entrance of the auditorium, but one of the teachers stopped me and asked me why I was there. I thought it was a weird question given the fact that there was a college play happening at the same time. I told the lady that I was there to see my nephew perform in the play and I told her his name, and she really did not want to let me inside of the building; At first she tried to say that I could not come into the building because my shirt had the word marijuana on it. I put my sweater on and I told her everything was better. Then she tried to say that I smelled like marijuana and I must have it on my person. I had to get my sister to come outside before the lady would let me answer the building.

 

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