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Canadian Rafael "Fast Eddie" Cruz thinks the first ammendment gives him the right to harass his coworkers! That's because Canadian Rafael "Fast Eddie" Cruz is an asshole!
It's becoming more common, but I work in the cannabis industry. People don't tend to know much about exactly what I do and how weed sales works. The education and certification side of this is actually super unique. You do have to get a basic agent ID, but it's really more of a background check than anything. But, because the rec market is so very new here, you are basically required to have broken the law extensively to have the knowledge and experience needed to sell weed. Everyone I work with has a criminal past, even if they never got busted. I talked about buying psychedelics on the darkweb in my interview, and my HR person knew exactly what the fuck I was talking about. It's just one of the many wonderful things about working in cannabis <3
Yeah, but it's easier when you start where I did. I grew up in a dirty, dangerous shack with parents who resented my existence. Things didn't get good until quite recently (I'm 34) but they have always gotten better. Abandoning my whole life and leaving my family behind sucked. It hurt, and it was hard. But it was better than living as an abused adult. Hiding isolated in a shithole town where nobody would ever come to know or appreciate me sucked. It was many dark years of self destruction and loathing and putting myself in increasing danger. But it was a safe isolation within which I could make sense of my position and right myself, start to understand and make myself. Being driven out of that town when a combination of social and personal changes made it incredibly dangerous for me to be there sucked. It was terrifying. Two years later, I'm still fighting with the default hypervigilance that period in my life reignited. To this day a severe altercation can put me back in "there's definitely a wolf in this room" mode, but my life is at its best point so far. I'm finally living a contiguous, singular life as one real person. My split timeline has collapsed in both directions. I have real friends who know and care about me. Today I am depressed, but overall I've never felt or looked better in my life. I'm a high performance individual. I started my life at a severe disadvantage, but I've been moving faster than my peers since I escaped the people and places of my truama. Now I've surpassed many of them.
Fight for improvement every day. Learn to see what matters and abandon what doesn't. Put yourself first. Attend and nurture your ego. Learn what you need to be happy. Build your life towards those things. It must be like gulping a hot iron ball which you can neither swallow nor spit out.
Not the point the (honestly fucking terrible) article was making, but this never would have happened at a formal dispensary. NY needs to get its shit together. They've created a system where the poor are still stuck in a dangerous illegal system while those with time and money to get across the city get to enjoy a safe and comfortable experience. My city of ~160k in the Midwest has more legal dispensaries than NYC. Answering detailed questions is part of it, and I guarantee that at least my dispensary is a safe space for trans people.
I'm just here to remind everyone that DISORGANIZED religion is an option! Not that we want you to join us! Fuck that shit! Consult your pineal gland if you're so god damned determined! Mine is fucking busy!
Yeah, whole different browser for actual privacy. Incognito mode is so weird shit doesn't get suggested forever because you looked it up once.
This is interesting because, while I make a point of making and engaging with apolitical content, I am a lesbian.
She was crying. He was dissociating. You were lashing out. Grief is terrible.
You may have sources, but I have a goalpost on a stick that I can wave around!
When I really click and get along well with them. When I just get someone inherently, I know they had a fucked up childhood. "It's complicated" is as close to a good relationship with their parents as most of my friends get. See, I myself wasn't raised right, to put it lightly. I have a sixth sense for people with childhood trauma. My best friend has cptsd, and so do I. We're crazy in the same way, and it's great.
That works too. You just gotta be fast to shoot a shooter before they shoot first. You only have a brief window, a few seconds at most, between the shooter clearly preparing to shoot and the shooter shooting first, forcing you to shoot back. Shoot too soon, and you're just shooting someone for being so afraid of the gays that they're open carrying, and I can't condone shooting cowards just for being cowards.
This is fairly common in both depression and ADHD, so maybe check on them? Like, make sure they are personally okay. Someone who needs to be consistently stimulated is probably uncomfortable at rest. Being bored all the time is something I struggle with personally. I have ADHD and depression and trauma. Addressing and working on those things helps immensely with the chronic boredom. When I'm more depressed or anxious, I'm more easily bored and crave more stimulation. So, yeah, play Ted Lasso and check in on them.