The lady stiffed me on a tip

The last delivery of the night was called into the marijuana dispensary around 11 pm.

We usually don’t take orders past 10:45, but the senior citizen and disabled vet got under my manager’s skin and managed to find her soft spot. I was the person assigned to the delivery. The order was significant in size. The customer max out both her concentrate and her allotted flour for the day. She bought a half ounce of chemdawg top shelf flower and a half ounce of Platinum Jack top-shelf flower. The chemdawg strain is an Indica leaning hybrid and the Platinum Jack is a really nice sativa strain. The woman also purchased an assortment of cannabis concentrates. I left the San Francisco dispensary around 11:20 and I set up the address in my GPS. It took about 15 minutes to drive to the address. Traffic wasn’t very bad due to the very late time in the evening. I arrived at the address, but all of the lights were off. I called the phone number and the lady gave me a hard time for calling her house so late. I wanted to confirm the address before I knocked on anyone’s door at almost midnight. The person on the phone hung up and then I saw the lights come on inside and outside of the house. The lady came outside on the porch with a fistful of money. She looked aggravated, but I couldn’t understand why she was the one that called the San Francisco marijuana dispensary to place the order this late at night. I managed to bring her all of the cannabis supplies that she wanted in 30 minutes. She’s still stiffed me on a tip. She gave me five bucks on a $200 order.
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