I really thought I could walk in there with zero (0) edibles knowledge, look at the options on the shelf, and simply pick one the same way I might select a tampon. I also have no idea why but in the back of my head I had some preconception that the cashier would be a woman and therefore a #ally
That the shop was a small space in which I was in constant direct view of the male cashier was not something I anticipated. It suddenly became apparent to me how I was very much not part of the natural environment.
The delta 8 gummies of interest were also literally right at the checkout counter, forcing me to casually Asian-squat off to the side while phoning experts. The specialist on call advised me to seek help at the counter (with confidence) but my courage was sadly shattered by a male customer who made fun of me (probably in good nature) for perusing THC alternatives rather than something harder.
But my ancestors did not struggle for me to walk away from a dispensary empty-handed so I improvised based on the framework handed to me via my external source and purchased a $19.99 Stiiizy bottle of sour strawberry delta 8 gummies (100mg each). I almost ran into a counter on my way out. Special thank you to the cashier who turned out to be nice and bought (?) my story about needing to get these "for a friend." read more