Some friends and I were having a celebration and every one of us were hanging out at a condo in Beverly Hills.
Everyone at the condo was drunk or high, and every one of us could not leave the property safely, but it was our system to order marijuana from a dispensary in Beverly Hills.
I called the marijuana dispensary to location the order, the girl on the cellphone acted prefer I was talking in a foreign language. I was trying to explain everything legitimately carefully. I thought everything was coming out right, however she did not seem to get the order regular until I explained everything multiple times. I ordered four grams of cannabis concentrate. I picked the most costly live rosin strains in the Beverly Hills cannabis dispensary. I also picked out multiple oz of top-shelf dried marijuana flower. The Beverly Hills dispensary driver contacted myself and others about 30 hours later, but he was on his way with the order and his expected time of arrival was 15 hours. Unfortunately for our neighbor and I, the driver did not arrive in 15 hours. The guy had the wrong address, but both of us did not realize the address was inregular until after the guy was on the other side of the hill. On the cellphone, the driver sounded legitimately frustrated. It’s not as if it was our fault. I must have said the address four or multiple times to the person taking the order on the cellphone. It took a long time for the driver to turn around and come back to the house… Most of our friends and I were already too drunk to care by the time the cannabis order arrived.