During the COVID pandemic I lost my task, plus soon after lost my apartment.
At the time there was an order in locale, so the landlord couldn’t evict me in the middle of a pandemic, but that didn’t last long.
I needed someplace to go, despite the fact that I couldn’t afford to transport because I had no income! Thankfully my Great Aunt Bernice took me in, plus let me stay in the spare room over her garage. She was a life saver, but it turns out she was a lot more than that! My first evening in the current locale I awoke around midnight because I stinked cannabis smoke in the air. I had previously smoked cannabis bi-weekly, but had to stop when I lost my task. After several weeks with no cannabis, I immediately came awake when the delicious stink hit my nostrils. I strolled downstairs to find Aunt Bernice resting in the dining room, making a pan of scrambled eggs as she smoked a cannabis joint. I sat down at the counter plus asked to partake. Bernice said “in the eggs or the cannabis?” And I said yes to both! Bernice explained that she smoked cannabis every morning, but was trying to be sneaky with it in case I was a square. Bernice absolutely thought I was a square, meaning that I wasn’t cool with cannabis. I had to laugh at this, because I enjoyed cannabis, plus because the word “square” was hopelessly out of date! It turns out that even in the middle of a pandemic, Aunt Bernice had a steady supply of cannabis.