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

My brother invited myself and others to see our nephew perform in a play at the elementary school.

I told our brother that I would have to meet his at the school, because I had to labor at the Denver marijuana delivery service until 3:00 p.m..

I was trying to get our boss to let myself and others leave the Denver dispensary early, when I arrived at the school, the show was about 10 minutes from starting. I texted our brother to let his know that I was looking for a parking spot and then the people I was with and I was on our way into the building. Thankfully, he had saved myself and others 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 school campus. I walked over to the entrance of the auditorium, but one of the teachers stopped myself and others and asked myself and others why I was there. I thought it was a odd question given the fact that there was a school play happening at the same time. I told the guy that I was there to see our nephew perform in the play and I told his his name, he legitimately didn’t want to let myself and others inside of the building; At first he tried to say that I could not come into the building because our shirt had the word marijuana on it. I put our jacket on and I told his everything was better. Then he tried to say that I smelled like marijuana and I must have it on our guy. I had to get our brother to come outside before the man would let myself and others answer the building.

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