I’ve been living in the basement of my parents house for several months.
Recently they said it was time for me to get a place of my own. They gave me 6 months to find a job and a place of my own. I honestly never thought my Mom and Dad would kick me out of the house and the ultimatum came as a huge shock to me. I got really angry and upset, and then I started looking for a job. I had a couple of really good friends that were working at a marijuana dispensary in downtown Denver. That guy’s offered to help me get a job at the dispensary. I was absolutely grateful that my friends were willing to help. They offered to let me sleep on the couch of their apartment too, but I wasn’t going to leave my parents house until I had an apartment of my own. I absolutely enjoyed working at the dispensary. The Denver location is busy all of the time and there is never a dull or boring moment at work. A couple of weeks after I started, the manager asked me if I wanted to start working as a delivery driver. Having money in my pocket every single day sounded like a great deal, so I agreed to switch to the delivery drivers pay and schedule. The first couple of days things went very well, and then I realized that the boss was giving all of the good deliveries to his friends. I wasn’t making very much money at all. I told the manager to take me off of the delivery schedule and put me back on the counter in the Denver dispensary location.