It has been two weeks now. 40 hour work weeks compressed into four days. Two hours worth of commuting each day. Up at five, home after six, sometimes as late as nine. But you know, I am happy as all get out. Don't want to say I am having fun, mind you. Said that once to my true love and we had to have a discussion about what it means to have fun at work But happy? Hell yes. Satisfied with my choice? Damn straight. Tired? Yeah, driving will do that to a man.
I know, though, that I made the right choice, and it goes beyond not finding interested folks who want to hire me cluttering up my email box. This feeling, this sense of certainty, takes me back to when I first started library work in the 80's. There was a passion about that work back then that drove me to take on difficult assignments, put in the long hours, move across state lines and do all the extra curricular stuff that was necessary to do not only to get ahead but to make my mark in the profession. I feel that that kind of passion again and know that it is possible to make a real go of it here in the cannabis industry. If these past two weeks are any indication of what is coming up, but more, what is possible, well, then, I am completely signed up, ready and totally on board.
Being a Distribution Driver has been a nice way to get my foot in the door of this industry, but what is even better is working for a firm that has folks out in the world singing praises about the product and clamoring for more. My territory for driving is essentially the entire state of Colorado. I have been on the road from day one. I learned all about what it took to handle manifests and travel apps from my ski board buddy Chas, but everything else I needed to learn about this job and our product I've had to get from initiative and verve. What is great, though, is that everyone I've met is happy on the job. Folks are kind, ready with help and answers to questions. I have a newish Suburu Forester to drive, an Iphone to navigate with and a hell of a great product to deliver. Half of what I do is driving, the other is being a happy face and good representative of the product. Every day I pinch myself. How can a guy get to be so lucky?
I start my day in the kitchen, helping out where I can until I get my stack of shipping manifests for the day. I have had a chance to witness the whole process of CO2 cannabis oil processing, from start to finish, and what a process it is. My side of the house has been mainly packaging. I get to blister seal cartridges of oil, label the packages and handle all the various parts of the process. While I stand there wrapping bundles or folding instruction sheets I get to stand in a space that, while radically well handled and ventilated by an industrial strength HVAC system, is suffused with cannabis odors and molecules. Call me a lightweight but I know that when massive pans of ground cannabis are decarbing in the oven or when large Pyrex dishes of oil are being heated and stirred to make them easier to handle while loading up syringes, I can't help but to get a little bit high. Last week, first week on the job, I had to take regular breaks from the building just to clear my head,. And to think I am getting paid to work! Wow!
But the best part of the job has been the driving. And while it generally means a solid ten hour day behind the wheel with the slight promise of an occasional break, it is something that I find invigorating and exciting all at the same time. I have a decent navigational GPS app that I call Reggie. With his voice softly purring in a strong British accent in the background, I manage to get from point A to point B and back again every driving day. I have been getting used to the roads in and around Denver but the big thrills have been hitting the highway for long trips. In the past two weeks I have gone as far south as South Pueblo, as far north as Steamboat Springs and have had a chance to cross the continental divide and take on the nifty little art town of Gunnison. I been up to Central City and Idaho Springs, old Rocky Mountain mining towns caught up in tourism and casinos.
I have had a chance to visit old dispensary haunts like Verts and Oasis, have run into old bud tenders who have moved around and moved up in the industry, have had a chance to see and explore tons of new and enticing dispensaries like Lucy Sky in Denver and Green Tree in Boulder. One of the best things to happen to my budget has been this job. I see and am surrounded by mota every day. Every run I make I get to chat with the dispensary owners about our products and before I go ask them about their latest, hottest flower products. I get to look at premium buds every day and every day I get to pass them by. Well, until two days ago. I found a strain that I had only read about that I had to buy. Viet Thai. A strain review ab out that will certainly come around later.
What has been such a gas, though, more than anything, is that I am finding that our product sells itself. I go around and drop off boxes with folks and they ask me, where have I been, we needed this yesterday but today will be fine! Patrons and customers can't get enough. The pen is built like a tank, the cartridges don't leak and the oil is super refined, pure and tasty. I can't wait to try it!
Yeah, I am super fine and beyond happy. I took the long road to get into the industry but I think, if we can continue to afford it, I would like to stick around awhile to see what happens. Right now I am making small money but I think if all goes well, if I continue to shine and make this product do so as well it will turn into something truly grand.
Fix your sights on your dreams and just maybe, your dreams will come true. Mine did, may yours come true as well.
Salud!
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