Discounted Cannabis

I’m convinced this place is a social experiment. The walls are covered in products that apparently exist only for decoration because every single thing you ask for is not in stock. The old, large, male employee has zero idea what they sell, what weed is, or what’s happening in general. Every question requires a 30 minute disappearance into the back, followed by a phone call to someone who might know whether the product on the wall is imaginary or not. No organization, no knowledge, no urgency. If you enjoy wasting your time while watching someone struggle to run a dispensary, this is the spot. Otherwise, walk literally anywhere else, like One Plant down the street.