“You should have made a reservation,” said an impatient Jack to his friend, Ed.
Ed and Jack were standing in line waiting to make their first purchase of marijuana at a retail dispensary now that it was finally legal to buy pot for recreational use in California. “This place doesn’t take reservations, Dude,” Ed said. “It’s not a friggin’ restaurant.”
“It’s taking forever,” Jack complained.
“What did you expect?” Ed said. “Now that you don’t need some doctor to prescribe weed to…what was it you told him?…to help you sleep, everyone is going to be buying the stuff.
“Yeah,” said Jack. “I just wish I’d toked up before coming here. Then maybe standing in line would have been more tolerable.”
“Turn on your music, plug in your ear buds, and chill, Dude,” Ed said. “There are only about thirty people ahead of us.”
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “reservation.”