greengenez
Well-Known Member
What craziness,, was supposed to get a little cable hooked up yesterday, but was denied.
The tech didn't want to come into the house because he could smell weed outside.
I was running the exhaust all day before they got here, then right before they showed up, I turned it off, because the exhaust leads outside right under the cable box.
I showed them where the hook up was, then went inside for them to do their business.
About 5 min later I realized I forgot to turn off the blower that loads the room,(forced air) so I quick run down and unplug it.
I come back up to see what the tech's up to (through observation,see if maybe he smelled it) and when I look he is standing out by the road.
I go ask what's the rub.
He tells me he's not hooking me up cause he can smell MJ (devil weed, lol).
I told him that that's because I grow it.
Then he falls into thee "ol " I'm not telling ya how to live your life" bit., and says if I can smell it outside I can only imagine what it's like inside.
(Inside smells of scented candles.)
So now he calls his dispatch, and tells me a supervisor needs to come out for hook-up, a week later.
We called Charter explained the deal, and they wouldn't help us out. (DICKS.) So we politley told them to go fuck themselves, and canceled our order.
So tired of the whole reefer madness gig. We are not criminals, and I will not be treated as such. I have little room in my life for dick heads, and I am def. not going to pay one to come to my house.
Sorry if I semi ranted just thought it was a good chapter in the life and times of a legal weed grower.
I'll get the update in here today.
The tech didn't want to come into the house because he could smell weed outside.
I was running the exhaust all day before they got here, then right before they showed up, I turned it off, because the exhaust leads outside right under the cable box.
I showed them where the hook up was, then went inside for them to do their business.
About 5 min later I realized I forgot to turn off the blower that loads the room,(forced air) so I quick run down and unplug it.
I come back up to see what the tech's up to (through observation,see if maybe he smelled it) and when I look he is standing out by the road.
I go ask what's the rub.
He tells me he's not hooking me up cause he can smell MJ (devil weed, lol).
I told him that that's because I grow it.
Then he falls into thee "ol " I'm not telling ya how to live your life" bit., and says if I can smell it outside I can only imagine what it's like inside.
(Inside smells of scented candles.)
So now he calls his dispatch, and tells me a supervisor needs to come out for hook-up, a week later.
We called Charter explained the deal, and they wouldn't help us out. (DICKS.) So we politley told them to go fuck themselves, and canceled our order.
So tired of the whole reefer madness gig. We are not criminals, and I will not be treated as such. I have little room in my life for dick heads, and I am def. not going to pay one to come to my house.
Sorry if I semi ranted just thought it was a good chapter in the life and times of a legal weed grower.
I'll get the update in here today.
