Dispo (windowbed's diary)

windowbed · November 25, 2025, 6:55am

Dear diary,

Brady told our boss that I said I would tackle him, which is 100% factual.

Our boss, having hired me as part of her effort to get more emotionally mature staff, asked him for more context.

Shockingly, he shared what happened:

I said I was relieved that the person who I just saw lie down in front of our front door got up only a few seconds later, otherwise it was gonna be a whole thing and I’d have to ask him to leave.
Brady said if the person had continued to lie there, he would have opened the door very hard to crack his head.
I said I would tackle Brady to stop him, then we’d both lose our jobs and nobody would be happy.

…but yes, for some reason Brady proudly shared with our boss that I threatened to use violence against him. In a hypothetical situation in which he was assaulting a man. On behalf of the business.

The original interaction happened a week ago and I didn’t say shit because I ain’t no snitch. Then last night I learned he shared it with our boss. Which I know because our boss shares everything with me.

This evening was the end of my work week and I closed with my boss once again. She gifted me an eighth of my choice and an edible of my choice at the end of my shift. I also got a pack of small joints.

On my way home I finally gave a $5 to one of the guys in front of 7-Eleven. I awkwardly avoided eye contact with the guy right next to him because I didn’t feel like giving away more cash (though, again, this is supposedly a goal of mine).

Then I doubled back and asked the second guy if he wanted a joint. He happily accepted it and I gave him one from the pack I bought.

There was a third person but, if I’m being honest, I’m glad they stayed asleep as I walked by.

I got home, said goodnight to my wife, and went on our patio for a while with the cats.

My immediate family is in town for the next week and I don’t work again until Friday, so that should be a nice break.

Plus I have a lot of music projects I want to wrap up and/or progress.

Hope you’re doing well.

Love,

james

Anigbrowl · November 30, 2025, 10:23am

If you like exercising I think you’re better off sticking with edibles, weed smoke/vape and cardio are not gonna be friends.

windowbed · December 8, 2025, 3:37am

Yesterday a horse vet came into the shop. Apparently there’s a conference in town.

Shortly after that a man and woman came in. I assume they were a couple because he decided to tell me what he wanted while I was in the middle of answering her question. Thankfully I wasn’t a dick but I did say “let me finish this spiel first or else I’m gonna get all mixed up and nobody’s gonna get what they want.” He was super apologetic which is something.

Today I was asked the difference between the packs of pre-rolled joints. I mentioned one pack had matches in them but I was incompetent at lighting my joint with matches so I just use a lighter. One guy said at least he knows I’m not an arsonist. I asked if he would be willing to repeat that in court.

Yesterday was really quiet because there was a parade nearby so lots of businesses were less busy than usual due to traffic for the event. Apparently that wasn’t the case for Starbucks according to one of my regulars. Poor bastard looked exhausted, though when he walked in he was STOKED because the beat just dropped in the song he was listening to. I said I hoped the rest of his night was more like that.

Earlier this week a customer told me that EyeHateGod was playing nearby. I wish I could have gone but it was really fun to share in the customer’s joy and excitement for the show. Plus they commented on our Sleep posters which I think are absolutely dope.

I also got to sell to someone who does a houseless outreach program. I thanked him for what he does. I also thank the special ed paraprofessional for what he does. A month ago I thanked an antifascist for their service.

Military and veterans? I thank them for showing their ID.

windowbed · December 12, 2025, 6:07am

Tonight I learned there’s a law against having the word “candy” on any cannabis product packaging.

While I understand the argument “we don’t want the word ‘candy’ on it in case a kid gets it,” we sell literal candy. And I think it’s silly to pretend like you can put 10mg of THC into a peach ring and market it like a health food.

The tricky part is some strains actually have the word “candy” in them, and they’re required to censor it or call it something else.

So for two weeks I’ve been calling candy fumez “cunty fumez” with zero sense of irony.

I’m still going to call it cunty fumez but now I’m in on the joke the company was making by calling it “C#N%Y FUMEZ”

At least all our customers are 21+

windowbed · December 20, 2025, 7:22am

Dear diary,

It was very windy again today so on my break I sat in front of the library, set my OP-1’s LFO to the mic, and played some synths modulated by the wind. Of course the wind was remarkably mild any time I tried actually recording to tape. Still a great time though.

Around 9:00 a customer pulled up in a very nice car wearing a very revealing outfit. She asked me what the healthiest vape was. I said vaping isn’t healthy. She said edibles don’t get her high and she doesn’t want her kids smelling weed on her. I tell her we do have some vapes that have fewer additives and chemicals used in the extraction process.

She asked if that would be the healthier choice. I said vaping isn’t healthy.

She bought a vape.

One customer came in, handed me his ID, then immediately said he had no debit card or cash and couldn’t pay. He left.

My last customer came in three times before we successfully completed her transaction. The last two times she brought her gigantic dog. As her dog yanked her across the floor the first time she said something like “sorry, he’s just so strong I can’t control him!”

On her third visit she explained that her dog was all up in my space because he loves pushing everyone’s boundaries.

As someone who spent eight years around lots of civil litigators I’m comfortable saying that’s a HELL of a lot of red flags and liability right there.

I’m grateful to just be Some Guy selling drugs.

Hope you’re doing well.

Love,

James

windowbed · January 11, 2026, 12:12am

Dear diary,

This job has taken some unexpected turns–namely, the staff now consists primarily of hilarious friendly folks instead of quiet awkward folks.

Brady is still here but apparently after my boss talked to him he had family members talk to him and ask why he’s an asshole.

Then one of our coworkers apparently told him “you’re an asshole and a crybaby and you can’t be both.” That’s called being read for filth. Especially 'cause the guy who delivered that line regularly performs drag.

Just had one of the weirdest interactions so far. An older guy came in (60 but a ROUGH FUCKING SIXTY) asking for weed. He said he wanted the old Colombian stuff. I said we mostly have more distilled stuff and he elaborated that he wanted weaker weed. Alright.

I asked what budget he was working with. He said he has more money than god.

He kind of picked some weed, commented “it smells like my farm,” and rolled with it.

He then asked for a pipe. Namely, a corncob pipe because “glass is bullshit.” We do not carry corncob.

He said he wanted to hit his pipe while driving and I said “that sounds like it could get messy.”

“Young man, I can piss, smoke a pipe, drive a car, and shoot a gun all at the same time.”

I de-escalated with “I’d probably drop something” which got way more of a laugh than it deserved.

What’s he in town for?

“I flew in because my nephew got run over and we’re gonna figure out who did it and get them.”

Way more interesting folks than lawyers and judges, I’ll tell you that much.

Love,

James

windowbed · February 9, 2026, 7:12am

Last night a customer came in and asked if we had a specific joint. He mentioned he’d been in once before and was pretty sure I was his budtender.

I’m not great at recognizing faces so at this point every customer looks vaguely familiar. I was pretty sure I actually did help him though.

“Am I remembering correctly that you came in last time to buy a joint to help you with some kind of introspection?”
“Yes, I was trying to figure out if I wanted to move.”
“That’s a relief. I had no idea how I was going to backpedal on that if it wasn’t you.”

He elaborated on the introspection and told me more about the life choices he’s made recently.

One day before my shift I passed a regular customer on my way out. Some budtenders find him difficult to deal with but I actually love my interactions with him. He’s one of our customers who asks for the lowest THC strains, plus he has a very nerdy and neurodivergent sense of humor that feels very familiar to me.

He commented on the niche solidarity union logo on my hat and fished through his wallet for a minute before telling me he couldn’t find his union card for the local branch.

Apparently he attended one meeting in 2020, meaning there was a decent chance I facilitated it.

Honestly? I think I remember a very annoying and verbose user in our branch chat with his first name.

This is the kind of small world bullshit I signed up for.

I’m just starting to get a daily and weekly routine after four months at the dispensary.

I’m tempted to spend time on my days off at cafes in my dispensary’s neighborhood (technically the neighborhood adjacent to my condo) to have a decent chance of seeing familiar faces while working on music. Might give me the sense of community my wannabe-anarchist heart craves.

Also I’ve started to softly sing on my breaks while walking by closed businesses and empty parking lots. Nobody can hear but it’s terrifying to sing outside. Less terrifying now but still scary.