My apartment complex recently assigned a new roommate to me.
He’s a little bit naive, and very sheltered, but he seems like a nice guy.
I live in a college town, and in this apartment complex we can sign up for a random roommate. This place is too expensive for me to live alone, so when my old roomie moved out I asked for a new one. I got Tom, who is shy and has never lived away from his parents before. Tom has also never experimented with smoking, drinking, or cannabis before, so he has a lot to learn. I let him know right away that I smoked cannabis constantly, although I would only do it in my bedroom or outside, so he wouldn’t have to deal with secondhand smoke. Tom told me that he had always wanted to smoke marijuana, but had been too afraid. His parents had raised him to believe that cannabis was dangerous and could lead to more harmful drugs. I explained that his parents were liars, and that was a common trick used to scare people away from the amazing experiences they could have with cannabis. I did my best to offer guidance and insight into cannabis, although I never overtly encouraged him to try it. Cannabis needs to be a personal choice, and peer pressure is not cool. Soon after that I was educating Tom about the differences between sativa and indica, and how cannabis gummies had a different effect than smoking it. I think Tom enjoys smoking cannabis more than I do but it’s still new to him.