From the first interaction to the first light up of a spliff, just sad. As a person who’s worked in the service industry, I try to be as respectful as possible on closing times. I walked in at 8:45pm, the man before me that was checking in was asked “do you know what you want? We close in 15 minutes. If your order isn’t paid for before 9pm YOU WILL NOT BE SERVED.” With a harsh tone. Like, chill daddy, it’s a full ass 15 minutes. She looked at me and I smiled and said “yup, grabbing a pre roll”. The cashier was cool until she upsold me on a Verano Dyaninite Stick. Granted, it’s not her fault the pre roll was basically dust in a rolling paper, wouldn’t even smoke. I had to grind my own weed and mix what was in the pre roll. I miss when weed smokers treated each other well because that’s how it is supposed to be, sharing, caring and enlightening.