I have always had the worst luck when it comes to dispensaries. In the few short years I have been a MMJ patient, and the few opportunities I have had to visit a dispensary, I have had the utmost displeasure of having several encounters with federal agents, or cross sworn police officers on dispensary grounds.
But we will not focus on the negative. I am here to relay one of my more pleasurable memories with our crime fighting alter egos.
A good friend had just given me a call and invited me to come to his new shop and check his wares and give my opinion. Not one to ever turn down a smorgesborg of ganja sampling, I was quick on my way.
Upon arrival I was greeted by two old friends and a very large wolf creature that looked to be something from a prehistoric time set. We head towards an elevator and rise to the very top level. The moment the elevator doors opened, we were hit by the sweet fragrance of cannabis smoke. The building had just been built and they had been the first tenants to rent space on that floor. My conscious had been telling me something was amist, but in my sights of smoking over thirty strains of cannabis and eleven types of hashishes, it had been ignored.
Fast-foward a few hours later, and this 20x25 lobby we had positioned ourselfs in, has a nice thick aromatic fog lurking about it. Well someone had caught a whiff, and with the many construction workers about the building, they figured we were just some lazy painters taking a smoke break.
There is a knock at the door, and much to all of our suprise the video monitor tells us the police would like a word. So my friend (shop owner) opens the door and greets the officers, telling them that he is a medical cannabis patient and caregiver and the space being leased is the future home of a medical cannabis dispensary.
Obviously this is not what the officers had been expecting, because they both had a suprised smile on their face and asked if they may enter and evaluate the situation. Both of these officers were fresh on the force and they informed us it had been their first time inside a dispensary, and that they knew little about medical cannabis.
Graciously, my friend offers them a tour of the facility and spoke to them about why he became a caregiver. By this time, both officers are chuckling to each other and make pot jokes about times in high school. Then they gaze upon the board and see "BLUEBERRY x WHITE WIDOW" and one officer says to the other: "Geez, back in the day blueberry was my favorite strain" and he asks to see a bag of it.
So my friend hands him a nug and the cop puts it up to his nose and breaks it open and with only a tone that you would hear from you couchlocked stoner friend says "whoooa, this is some dank smoke --did you grow it?"
To which my friend replies, "No, in fact most of this cannabis is from medical growers in humboldt county",, to which both officers have a good chuckle and reply "Ohh ya,, weve been to humboldt county....a few times" and which the other officer makes some reference to smoking herb a few summers prior at reggae on the river..
Now the officers have been here for sometime and it is about 4:13 and one of the officers looks at his watch and says to the other "Ohh,, its almost 4:20" in which the other responds "Light it up"...
Im looking at my friends, and we all have a look of confusion. Because it sounds like these two cops REALLY want to smoke some weed. My friend asks me to come into back room and asks if he should offer them a smoke,,we both decided it would probably be best not too.
After what seemed like ten hours, they finally had left. But they left me with a new understanding of officers. We talked extensivly about cannabis, and both officers agreed that if cannabis were relegalized, it would save them much time and manpower.
They even went on to say that alot of the times they detain people and find only cannabis, they will say "YOU DO USE IT FOR MEDICAL PURPOSES,,RIGHT??" and even if they say no,, they said they repeat "YOU CAN POSSESS CANNABIS<< IF YOU ARE A PATIENT<< YOU ARE A PATIENT RIGHT?" and then they would say yes and the officer would leave them alone.
I really hope more officers will look upon cannabis as these two fine gentleman, with common sense and reason.
smoke well my friends...&keep it ez. -BhT
But we will not focus on the negative. I am here to relay one of my more pleasurable memories with our crime fighting alter egos.
A good friend had just given me a call and invited me to come to his new shop and check his wares and give my opinion. Not one to ever turn down a smorgesborg of ganja sampling, I was quick on my way.
Upon arrival I was greeted by two old friends and a very large wolf creature that looked to be something from a prehistoric time set. We head towards an elevator and rise to the very top level. The moment the elevator doors opened, we were hit by the sweet fragrance of cannabis smoke. The building had just been built and they had been the first tenants to rent space on that floor. My conscious had been telling me something was amist, but in my sights of smoking over thirty strains of cannabis and eleven types of hashishes, it had been ignored.
Fast-foward a few hours later, and this 20x25 lobby we had positioned ourselfs in, has a nice thick aromatic fog lurking about it. Well someone had caught a whiff, and with the many construction workers about the building, they figured we were just some lazy painters taking a smoke break.
There is a knock at the door, and much to all of our suprise the video monitor tells us the police would like a word. So my friend (shop owner) opens the door and greets the officers, telling them that he is a medical cannabis patient and caregiver and the space being leased is the future home of a medical cannabis dispensary.
Obviously this is not what the officers had been expecting, because they both had a suprised smile on their face and asked if they may enter and evaluate the situation. Both of these officers were fresh on the force and they informed us it had been their first time inside a dispensary, and that they knew little about medical cannabis.
Graciously, my friend offers them a tour of the facility and spoke to them about why he became a caregiver. By this time, both officers are chuckling to each other and make pot jokes about times in high school. Then they gaze upon the board and see "BLUEBERRY x WHITE WIDOW" and one officer says to the other: "Geez, back in the day blueberry was my favorite strain" and he asks to see a bag of it.
So my friend hands him a nug and the cop puts it up to his nose and breaks it open and with only a tone that you would hear from you couchlocked stoner friend says "whoooa, this is some dank smoke --did you grow it?"
To which my friend replies, "No, in fact most of this cannabis is from medical growers in humboldt county",, to which both officers have a good chuckle and reply "Ohh ya,, weve been to humboldt county....a few times" and which the other officer makes some reference to smoking herb a few summers prior at reggae on the river..
Now the officers have been here for sometime and it is about 4:13 and one of the officers looks at his watch and says to the other "Ohh,, its almost 4:20" in which the other responds "Light it up"...
Im looking at my friends, and we all have a look of confusion. Because it sounds like these two cops REALLY want to smoke some weed. My friend asks me to come into back room and asks if he should offer them a smoke,,we both decided it would probably be best not too.
After what seemed like ten hours, they finally had left. But they left me with a new understanding of officers. We talked extensivly about cannabis, and both officers agreed that if cannabis were relegalized, it would save them much time and manpower.
They even went on to say that alot of the times they detain people and find only cannabis, they will say "YOU DO USE IT FOR MEDICAL PURPOSES,,RIGHT??" and even if they say no,, they said they repeat "YOU CAN POSSESS CANNABIS<< IF YOU ARE A PATIENT<< YOU ARE A PATIENT RIGHT?" and then they would say yes and the officer would leave them alone.
I really hope more officers will look upon cannabis as these two fine gentleman, with common sense and reason.
smoke well my friends...&keep it ez. -BhT
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at 4:20 pm a large yell went out and it got really smokey all of a sudden!! heheh
Damn good shit, San Francisco is my favorite city in the whole world now. Trust me, you keep quality mj available from honest dealers and your tourism industry will continue to reap the benefits. I must have spent $2000 in the city while I was there (only a little bit on pot, mostly restaurants, hotel, transit, food etc.)
