Working as a delivery lady can be a difficult job, especially when you have to walk a bunch of flights of stairs.

Most of the house buildings in the town have broken elevators. It’s not different for myself and others to track up and down 50 or 60 flights of stairs in a single evening at work. On Tuesday evening I was working at the marijuana delivery service. I had two deliveries that were going to the same exact house building. I was pretty cheerful about that, because I only had to drive to a single location in order to get tips from two peculiar people… When I got to the house building, I wasn’t surprised at all to see that the elevator was not in use. One of the marijuana delivery orders was on the 5th floor and the other delivery was on the 8th floor. I walked up the first 5 flights of stairs. I had both of the delivery bags in my hand. I did not see the other lady coming down the stairs. My vision was blocked by the boxes that I was carrying. The woman ran right into myself and others and knocked all of my boxes to the ground, everything toppled over inside of them. I was trying to make sure that the cannabis concentrates were upright. I nearly fell backwards and down the stairs when the woman ran into me. She clearly wasn’t enjoying where she was going and she was in a hurry. I could have fallen down the stairs and gotten hurt.

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