During the COVID pandemic I lost my job, and soon after lost my apartment.
At the time there was an order in place, so the landlord couldn’t evict me in the middle of a pandemic, but that didn’t last long.
I needed someplace to go, but I couldn’t afford to move because I had no income! Thankfully my Great Aunt Bernice took me in, and 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 night in the new place I awoke around midnight because I smelled cannabis smoke in the air. I had previously smoked cannabis daily, but had to stop when I lost my job. After two weeks with no cannabis, I immediately came awake when the delicious aroma hit my nostrils. I wandered downstairs to find Aunt Bernice sitting in the kitchen, making a pan of scrambled eggs as she smoked a cannabis joint. I sat down at the counter and asked to partake. Bernice said “in the eggs or the cannabis?” And I said yes to both! Bernice explained that she smoked cannabis every day, but was trying to be sneaky with it in case I was a square. Bernice actually thought I was a square, meaning that I wasn’t cool with cannabis. I had to laugh at this, because I loved cannabis, and because the word “square” was hopelessly out of date!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.