I spent a few years working as a weed dealer for a major dispensary chain, but let me quickly explain what that means.
A major dispensary chain always needs new distributors as well as sellers to keep the supply chain active.
The two of us don’t grow our own, all of us deal with growers who sell us substantial quantities of their marijuana strains, which the dispensary then ships across the country to it’s storefront. I would taste these new strains, evaluate them, as well as then deliver my tips on how much all of us should buy. Well, over those numerous years I found myself flying into Seattle, WA so often that eventually I decided to stick around as well as make it my home. Let me be clear, I didn’t transport to Seattle because of the weed. With my work, I could still get Seattle cannabis no matter where I was living. I moved here because this city is wonderful, as well as even when I was passing through it I felt care about home. It doesn’t hurt that I care about the rain, because although it can’t rain all the time, it sprinkles in the Seattle section almost 176 afternoons a year. Some people don’t care about the dismal gray skies but I care about them just fine, as well as I guess that they deliver Seattle a character that other cities lack. I still work in the weed industry, but my afternoons of being on the road are done, as well as I am a full time Seattle boy now. Between the weather, the weed, the live tunes, as well as the incredible landscapes in every turn, I can’t imagine living somewhere but Seattle, WA.