10 Hilarious Things Overheard at a Dispensary

Dank Hemingway
3 min read12 hours ago

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A cheerful, bearded budtender with a wide smile and closed eyes, laughing with his arms crossed. He is wearing a white shirt, black tie, and a gray vest with a cannabis leaf emblem on the chest. The background is filled with vibrant green cannabis leaves on a white backdrop, creating a fun and playful dispensary-themed atmosphere.

Dispensaries are magical places. They bring together seasoned connoisseurs, wide-eyed newbies, and that one guy who clearly just walked in because he thought it was a juice bar. If you hang around long enough, you’re bound to overhear some absolute gems. Here are ten of the funniest things that (allegedly) have been said at a dispensary:

“I just need something that won’t make me text my ex.”

Ah yes, the #1 concern of dispensary-goers worldwide. Something mellow, but not “I miss you so much, please come back” mellow.

“Wait… this isn’t a bakery?”

Look, with strain names like Cherry Pie, Banana Kush, and Blueberry Muffin, the confusion is understandable. But unless you’re looking for a special kind of baked goods, you might be in the wrong place.

A cute young blonde marijuana centric woman wearing a knit hat stands inside a bakery, looking around with a lighthearted and confused expression, as if realizing she walked into the wrong place. She holds a small paper bag in her hand, and the background features display cases filled with pastries like cherry pie, banana bread, and blueberry muffins. The scene is fun and whimsical, capturing the humorous mix-up in a warm and inviting bakery setting.

“So… do I smoke the whole thing at once, or…?”

The budtender’s face says it all. The answer is no. Definitely no. Unless you want to meet your couch on a spiritual level.

“What’s your strongest strain? I have a family reunion today.”

Uncles arguing about politics? Grandma asking why you’re still single? Yeah, you’re gonna need something… potent. Like Godfather OG — because sometimes, you just need to sit back, take a hit, and “make them an offer they can’t refuse.”

A stylish young man in a sharp gray suit sits confidently at a family gathering, holding a lit joint in his mouth with a smirk. He has a relaxed and charismatic demeanor, with a flower pinned to his lapel. Around him, well-dressed family members, including an elderly grandfather, a smiling woman drinking tea, and a cheerful older man with glasses, engage in lively conversation. The background features a cozy dining table set with teapots, pastries, and elegant tableware, evoking a classic family

“Do you guys take Apple Pay? My cash is currently tied up in tacos.”

Priorities. We get it.

“Will this make me paranoid?”

Budtender: “No, but you will spend 30 minutes staring at your microwave, wondering if it’s watching you back.”

A young man in a gray hoodie and beanie sits in a dimly lit kitchen, holding a lit joint while staring in shock at his microwave. The microwave screen displays a cartoonish face with wide, surprised eyes, as if it is staring back at him. The clock on the microwave reads ‘12:33,’ glowing ominously. Wisps of smoke curl from the joint, adding to the surreal and paranoid atmosphere. The scene is exaggerated and humorous, capturing the feeling of getting a little too high and questioning reality.

“I don’t want to get high, I just want to feel… less like a human stress ball.”

CBD, my friend. Or a vacation. But mostly CBD.

“Can I return this if it doesn’t work?”

Sorry, dude. This isn’t Best Buy.

“I need something strong enough to make my cat’s conspiracy theories make sense.”

You ever get so high you actually start agreeing with your cat? Like… yeah, Mittens, maybe the mailman is working for the lizard people.

A suspicious-looking cat sits in front of a classic conspiracy theory board, smoking a lit joint while intensely analyzing the web of red strings connecting various pinned images. The board features sketches of a mailman, government officials, and cryptic clues labeled ‘Secret Government Plot’ and ‘The Mailman.’ A USPS-style delivery truck is also pinned to the board. The desk in front of the cat is scattered with tiny lizards, a bag of cannabis, and a mysterious prescription bottle. A dramatic

“Do you guys sell snacks, too? Asking for… my future self.”

Look, it’s called planning ahead.

Final Thoughts

Dispensaries are truly a goldmine of comedy. If you’ve ever overheard something hilarious at a dispensary — or said something you wish you hadn’t — just know that somewhere, someone is still laughing about it.

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Dank Hemingway
Dank Hemingway

Written by Dank Hemingway

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Bringing highbrow humor to the lowbrow experience. Chronic storyteller. Cannabis connoisseur. Probably overthinking my snack choices right now.

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