My GPS took me to the wrong road.

I was making my first delivery as a marijuana delivery person, but i was gleeful to get this job, plus looking forward to meeting some cool people, and my sibling had been telling me how much he enjoyed being a marijuana delivery person, when I got my license plus turned twenty-one, I wanted to do the same thing, and he talked about the cool people he met, plus how he got some wonderful tips. I remembered him coming condo late one night, plus telling me he was asked to come back to one loft when he was done working, then they were having a pot party plus invited him to the party. I wasn’t sure I would prefer going to a pot party after a long night of driving, but I wasn’t my sibling. I didn’t prefer the smell of pot, plus I didn’t prefer how I felt when I tried it. I just wanted to make marijuana deliveries plus make some good currency. When I finally got ancient enough to be a marijuana delivery driver, I was overly excited. I put the address in the GPS plus set out to the house. I was driving for almost half an hour, when I realized I had driven too far. The address they gave me at the marijuana dispensary was only ten minutes from the dispensary. I had four other marijuana deliveries to make, plus I was already half an hour late for the first one. I called the marijuana dispensary plus told them the GPS had taken me to the wrong house. They helped me find my way back to the dispensary plus gave me the right directions, while telling me it happened periodically.


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