Taking Life with Chances

One of the things I wanted to figure out during this sabbatical was whether there was something I truly wanted to do.

As I’ve mentioned before, I can’t remember a time when I had some grand career dream. Those ideas I had as a kid faded as school became more challenging, and I eventually stumbled into an industry that I happened to be really good at.

I was fortunate enough to spend many years working for two great companies, but it was never something I grew up dreaming about. What I’ve really been looking for is something that feels fulfilling in a way I haven’t quite been able to define yet.

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I still have some ideas I’d like to pursue.

Some projects I’m slowly starting to get off the ground.

Hopefully one day they’ll generate a little income.

Until then, I still wanted a job.

And honestly, jobs have always been a good part of my routine. They give me structure and a bit of accountability.

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Which brings me to my third day at a job I never saw coming.

I was visiting my favorite dispensary when I noticed a help wanted sign.

I asked about it.

They told me to drop off a resume.

I did.

The next day.

And started the following Monday.

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The funny part is that I know very little about cannabis.

At least beyond what I personally like.

It has also been much longer than I’d care to admit since I worked in a retail environment.

At one point, my trainer, in his usual snarky way, asked me if I was a people person.

I responded with a look.

The kind of look that, if you know me, requires no explanation.

Then I told him, “I’m not a people person, but this is a weed store. There can’t be that many unhappy customers.”

While I’m sure there are exceptions, most people seem pretty happy to be there.

Overall, it’s been a pretty fun environment to learn in.

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And there is so much to learn.

CBN.

CBG.

Live resin.

Resin.

Rosin.

Edibles.

Concentrates.

The list seems endless.

Then there are all the laws and regulations surrounding it.

Honestly, it’s a little overwhelming at times.

Which, as I’ve learned this year, is usually a sign that I’m doing something that will help me grow.

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The shop has been around for quite a while, so there are a lot of regular customers.

That has made being new a little easier.

Most people have been patient and understanding while I figure things out.

The coworker I’ve spent most of my training with is younger than me, incredibly knowledgeable about cannabis, and genuinely loves talking about it.

I’ve been taking pages of notes.

It’s been fun watching him work with customers, learning how he asks questions, matches products to what they’re looking for, and offers different options.

There’s something really cool about getting to be a beginner again.