Ten people in our city were growing cannabis on their farms, then instead of each farmer applying for a company license, the two of us decided to apply as a co-op, but by banding together as a co-op, the two of us can save a lot of money on insurance, however every one of us can also save money on clones, because the two of us can purchase them in bulk; The licensing for the co-op was genuinely confusing plus I was frustrated.
Every one of us did not really know how to get the appropriate licenses, so I agreed to contact a lawyer in the state capital for help.
I contacted multiple odd suppliers that are supposed to help marijuana farmers, none of them had time to meet with me, even for thirty minutes. I must have called a hundred odd suppliers before I finally found a cannabis consulting company that was willing to help. The owner of the company drove to our farm plus met with all 10 owners of the coop. The guy helped us fill out the paperwork for our licenses plus permits. After they were completed plus submitted, I had to meet with someone from the state capital. I was designated to be the 1 spokesperson for the group. I was distraught meeting the guy holding our fate in his hands, however the lawyer from the consulting firm gave me a piece of good advice. He told me to bring a 25 year old bottle of Maclellan to the meeting. I did not know it at the time, however that was the official’s number one plus number one drink. As soon as the guy saw the scotch, it was smooth sailing.