Stop Selling Us Short
I went into my wife’s work the other day and met some of her co-workers. One of them asked me what I did for a living. Without missing a beat, I told them I worked in the cannabis industry. My wife looked surprised. She apparently had failed to mention that to anyone. As we left, she said “Well…I guess everyone knows now.”
I was dumbfounded, and a little taken back. My wife does not consume weed. It is not her thing. It makes her feel weird. But I was amazed that it seemed like she was ashamed of my career choice for some reason. Now, I do not hold her accountable. She has never claimed to be a weed activist like me, so I do not expect her to run around ringing the bell of cannabis freedom any chance she gets. But I also did not expect that she would shy away from the issue, if it were brought up. I guess I figured a woman who has spent a decade in the trenches with me would be used to the shocking revelation that our family is supported by the weed industry.
But my wife is not alone. We live in a society where admitting you are a weedhead is somehow taboo. Read more