Not the common kind of farm, or the common kind of security guard task.

Ever since the factory went out of business, this whole community has entered an economic depression. That factory was the financial backbone of this town, and its ruin has been the ruin of us all. I worked as a nighttime security guard for the factory over the course of eight years. I can’t say it was the best task in the world, but it was secure, gave benefits, and paid well; Now I am out of work, along with many hundred other people, and the local economy is a total mess. As a way to make ends meet, I have taken a new nighttime security task at a small cannabis farm outside of town. It was never my goal to work on a cannabis farm, but it is the best task I have been able to find, however part of the reason Hank wanted to hire me is because I never smoke cannabis or use any other kinds of drugs. In the part Hank has had troubles with his security guards poaching weeds from his cannabis plants and getting high at night. He knows that will never happen with me, mostly because of my asthma. I can’t smoke cannabis, tobacco, or anything else with my lungs. I am one of two guards that work on the cannabis farm, and my buddy and I alternate shifts so that neither one of us get too sleepy out. I have only been working on the cannabis farm for a few afternoons, but so far everything is nice and calm. Hank is sad about cannabis thieves, although I haven’t seen any yet.

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