There's an interesting phenomenon that happens when someone enters a dispensary. It's like a shock and awe effect, but in a desirable way. Much like the gym some people just like to go for the experience. To feel important as a bud tender serves them. To browse around the shop and absorb the many selections that make your eyeballs drip with desire. I've fallen victim to the same shock and awe effect. I've dropped a lot of money at dispensaries when I had no other hookups. These days though most regular tokers have at least 1 reliable hookup on good dope without going to a dispensary and paying out that wazoo yet these same people will still occasionally walk into a dispensary and pay twice as much as they should for the shock and awe effect. It's really mind blowing.
With all that having been said my idiot friend called me to tell me how excited he was that he got a $200 tip. He says he can't wait to go to the dispensary. He has access to $150 ounces of amazing tasting fire bud and mind crippling edibles. I straight up asked him what the hell are you thinking? He tells me, "man they got this mandarin cookies and this rose' I really wanna try." Without seeing it, smelling it, or smoking it this fuck tard has his mouth watering with excitement to pay $55 for an 1/8 of pot. Mind blowing dude. Just mind blowing. I realized how stupid consumers of pot are. Even experienced consumers. They literally buy based on the name of the strain without knowing a thing about it other than what the dispensary is calling it. Pure stupidity. Nothing more. Yet people do it. I like to call this one of the many stupid human tricks one can observe in others that make no sense, but people do it anyways. Long story short this dipshit paid $200 for 3 eighth's of bud and a bag of weak ass gummies. My mistake in the title. As I added up the 1/8's he bought I realized it wasn't even a fucking half ounce. I just shook my head.
Since I'm one of those stupid humans like everyone else and I love to indulge in stupid human tricks I got a little excited as he unloaded his packages of boutique dispensary bud with these exotic names. I'll admit - the packaging was very cool. It was all downhill from there. He asks me what I wanna try first. I chose the most expensive which was rose'. It looked great, but had absolutely no aroma at all. Fired up a bowl and while it didn't taste like complete asshole I most certainly wasn't interested in packing another bowl of it. $440/ounce and that's the smoke report. I felt so bad for him I didn't even have the heart to rip him up over it. Then we tried his $35/eight berry something bullshit. Awful flavor tasting of chemicals. Burned to a black ash. Epic fail. I was so turned off by those 2 I didn't even take a hit when he fired up his chem dog.
Sampling those 2 strains basically reminds me of my dispensary experiences. Most folks aren't heavy smokers but those that are know and prefer quality and will accept nothing less. Casual smokers are far less critical. They simply have less experience. Kinda like when we were in junior high, right? Would you ever buy that bullshit as an adult? Absolutely not. You have higher standards these days because you have experience
I can remember only 1 occasion where my mind was blown by the bud I bought. And it was $350/ounce. What a deal eh? Sorry for the rant, but I had to vent. This shit is something I see over and over again. I almost think people enjoy saying, "yeah man so I was at the dispensary yesterday. Oh yeah man, me too. Which one you go to?" It's like a social thing for idiots. Stupid human tricks man. All you can do is sit back, burn one down, and enjoy the shit show.