My wife and I moved to a new home a couple of months ago. It’s not the nicest place, but at least we do not have to live at home with our parents anymore. They were starting to aggravate me. They were trying to invoke a bunch of rules, while I was paying rent to live there. I wanted more freedom and less questions. My dad wanted me to supply him an itinerary everytime I left the house. I wanted to move out, but I needed a cheap locale to live in. Unfortunately, the only cheap place is rundown and there is a high crime rate. The first time I called to have weed delivered, the man on the cellphone wasn’t gleeful when I gave him my new address. They were insistent that I come to the store to pick up the items. The boss took pity on me, because I was a respected customer, and he started delivering to my home one time every week. Until last week, I never had any problems. Last Monday night, the delivery driver was carjacked in the parking lot of my home building. It happened right after he delivered the marijuana products to my apartment. The driver came back to my apartment, then he had been beaten badly and his face was bloody. The carjacker took the guy’s cellphone, money and his car. He begged me to call the police. I had 911 at my front doorstep for multiple hours asking questions and taking statements. The dispensary will never deliver to our address again and I can’t blame them for the policy. The guy could have been badly damaged.