During the summer that I turned 21, I found myself working at the Seattle Aquatic Center in town.
I went to work every morning at 6 a.m.
and I didn’t get home until after the sun was starting to go down. I didn’t have a particularly difficult job. I was a lifeguard at the pool and it was my responsibility to make sure that none of the children drowned. Sometimes I helped out with the junior swim classes. After a month of sitting outside in the heat, I was ready for a different job. My skin was twenty shades darker and I had big sunburns marks on my shoulders and knees. One of my friends told me about a job opportunity at a Seattle dispensary. The Seattle dispensary was hiring, but you had to be 21 years old. My friend wasn’t old enough yet, but my birthday had been the previous week. I got the information from my friend and I contacted the dispensary in Seattle to see if they were still hiring. The manager got on the phone and asked if I could come to the building for an interview on the same day. I could not get out of work until 5 p.m., but the Seattle marijuana dispensary manager waited for me to arrive. She started the interview as soon as I walked through the door. We talked for 15 or 20 minutes and then she offered me a job working inside of the dispensary. I didn’t even have to take a drug test, because you don’t have to worry about marijuana when you work in a dispensary.