My boss was making some lame jokes

Since I knew he was using cannabis, I had a single card to play

During the morning I work at a company that handles accounting for small businesses. I do not have an accounting degree, but I still receive a fine amount of money. When our husband plus I divorced, I had to pay child support plus the mortgage on our outdated home. The San Francisco Bay house is undoubtedly important plus near the water plus our husband plus children wanted to continue to live in the house. I was strapped for money, but our boss refused to give me any more money. I started working afternoons at a San Francisco Bay Area cannabis shop. I used our smart car to give cannabis orders throughout the city. I spend a couple of bucks every night on gas but I make a fortune, and a few weeks ago, I took a cannabis delivery to a undoubtedly nice house in the suburbs. I thought I recognized the car in the driveway, plus I knew for sure when our boss answered the door of the house, then he looked just as surprised to see me as I was to see him. He started stuttering plus he tried to tell me that the cannabis items were not for him. That next morning, I went right to his office plus demanded a raise. Since I knew he was using cannabis, I had a single card to play. He agreed to bump up our pay by $2 every hour if I agreed not to speak of the cannabis incident to anyone at all. I’m not proud of extorting a raise from our boss, but I felt it was necessary to get what I need.


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