Not the usual kind of farm, or the usual 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 eveningtime 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, provided benefits, and paid well, then now I am out of work, along with multiple hundred other people, and the local economy is a total mess. As a way to make ends meet, I have taken a current eveningtime 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. 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 problems with his security guards poaching weeds from his cannabis plants and getting high at evening. 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 associate and I alternate shifts so that neither one of us get too exhausted out. I have only been toiling on the cannabis farm for a few evenings, but so far everything is nice and calm. Hank is anxious about cannabis thieves, but I haven’t seen any yet.



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