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An eleven-year veteran of the industry, Jamie Andrea Garzot has unparalleled insider knowledge of the cannabis industry.

As one of the industry’s early pioneers, Jamie shares the legal evolution of cannabis in California and how she adapted her business.

This book celebrates determination and grit, both in the personal and professional arenas.

19 states have legalized marijuana. And with 15 states having marijuana legalization on the ballot, Garzot provides invaluable expertise on regulation when it comes to retail best practices, legislative hurdles, and financial challenges.

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Business

Regional

Economics

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Entrepreneurship

Employabilité, métiers et formations

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Publié par	Girl Friday Books
Date de parution	19 avril 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781954854406
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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Copyright © 2022 by Jamie Andrea Garzot
All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.
The conversations and events described in this book are based on the author’s memories. Others may remember these events differently. Some names have been changed to preserve the anonymity of others.

Published by Girl Friday Books™, Seattle www.girlfridaybooks.com
Produced by Girl Friday Productions
Design: Paul Barrett Production editorial: Bethany Davis Project management: Katherine Richards
Image credits: cover image © Reinhardt Kenneth
ISBN (hardcover): 978-1-954854-29-1 ISBN (e-book): 978-1-954854-40-6
Library of Congress Control Number: 2021920317
First edition

To Andrew, for planting the seed that finally took root; and to Jim, for insisting that I cultivate it.

Contents
Foreword by Lori Ajax
Introduction
That Road
Insomnia
The Vision
The Green Lights
Finding My Voice
Legal Cannabis 101
The Accidental Expert
The Wild West
The Cops
The Motherless Daughter
The Husband
Edibles and Algebra
Small-Town Politics
The Three Little Piggies . . . and the Big Bad Wolf
Church, Jameson, and Laughter
The Capitol
The IRS
That Assemblymember
Crazy Is as Crazy Does
Synergy
Outreach, Sexual Reproduction, and Lube
The Cash
The Team
Greed
Epilogue
Afterword by Jim Wood
Acknowledgments
About the Author

Foreword
Looking back, writing a foreword to a book on the cannabis industry was never part of the plan . . . definitely not. In fact, working with the cannabis industry was not something I ever expected to happen in my life.
My cannabis journey started five years ago and changed my life forever. I would like to think fate intervened, because I was an unlikely candidate. I was virtually unknown to the cannabis industry; I never smoked or consumed cannabis, and here I was being tapped by the Governor’s Office to head up the Bureau of Cannabis Control, an agency that hadn’t even been created yet but was expected to regulate this newly legalized California cannabis industry.
The mere thought of undertaking this tremendous task was both intimidating and terrifying. I kept telling myself this was not for me, but my gut was tugging at me to accept this appointment. It was a challenge of a lifetime and a chance to quell those feelings in my heart that I was not good enough.
It was a grueling task that tested every facet of my being, including learning from the ground up about this remarkable and resilient industry. It was leadership boot camp even for the most seasoned regulator. Along the way, I encountered extreme highs and lows, lots of self-reflection, anxiety, teamwork, and personal sacrifices, and I finally learned to accept the accomplishments despite the criticisms.
I will always be grateful for the opportunity to serve the cannabis industry and all the wonderful people I met along the way. Jamie was someone I came to know and respect during this journey. Strong and fiercely independent, she is a passionate force who always gave her opinion even when I did not necessarily want to hear it! She was committed to the cause of making cannabis legalization work.
Jamie’s unique personal story takes you through the tumultuous legalization of the biggest cannabis market in the nation. It is raw, honest, and unexpected . . . not unlike Jamie.
Lori Ajax Chief, Bureau of Cannabis Control (2016–2020) California’s first “Cannabis Czar”

Introduction
A $5,000 stack of one-hundred-dollar bills has a volume of approximately sixteen cubic inches. This means that $100,000 can fit comfortably in an average shoebox. In turn, the cargo compartment of my SUV can hold two such shoeboxes next to the spare tire. It is ludicrous that I should have cause to know the above data points, but they are part of the reality that goes with running an all-cash cannabis business that cannot access the banking system due to its conflict with federal law.
When driving the two hundred miles from Redding back to my home in Santa Rosa at the end of the workweek, or simply driving from one of the stores across town, in my shiny black SUV, obeying all traffic laws while SiriusXM Chill plays softly through the Harman/Kardon speakers, I am just another vehicle on the road. Except for my personal protection K9, Zeus, riding in the back seat. And those two shoeboxes.
That I was comfortable with the “uncomfortability” of carrying $200,000, give or take, in the cargo compartment of my vehicle on any given day of the week is not in any way, shape, or form normal. While this may certainly have been an unconventional way to diversify my assets, it was also insane, preposterous, and completely unsafe.
Ironically, my entering the cannabis industry was never about the money. Most people will not believe me when I say that I didn’t get into this industry to become rich. That is the stereotype, but those who know me well understand that I have never been motivated by money.
So, if not for the money, then why did I do it?
Why did I exchange my well-paying corporate job for the risk of starting such a highly controversial small business in a staunchly conservative part of Northern California?
Why did I make the decision to open a cannabis store seven years before full legalization, during a time in which the industry was truly another Wild West?
To see if I could.
And while that is definitely part of the answer, it is also a gross oversimplification.
The unconventional spirit that has been at my core for as long as I can remember was in the driver’s seat again, and I knew it would be one hell of a ride. Even the fact that I wanted to run my own business defied convention, given that my degree is in English, not business. I’m a word nerd, not a number cruncher, for f’s sake.
In fact, “unconventional” is quite possibly the single best word that describes not only who I am but also the way in which I have pursued my vision, built my businesses, and ultimately how I have sculpted my life, before, during, and beyond cannabis.
Starting with the launch of my first store in 2009, even knowing that I was starting down a path that was sure to be fraught with challenges, I never could have imagined the fantastic journey that was to follow.
This is the story of that journey; a journey of the incidents that molded me, the laws that guided me, the people who helped and inspired me. It is also the story of the principles that I learned, honed, and refined over the course of my journey as an unlikely entrepreneur in an industry that was taking shape on the fly.
But, above all else, this is a story about never—even in the face of overwhelming, oftentimes seemingly insurmountable odds—giving up on yourself or your vision.
Come with me and experience this incredible cannabis adventure—one that, like any journey, began with a road . . .

That Road
The Robert Frost poem is timeless for good reason: its simple beauty has touched and inspired millions, myself included.
It’d be great to say that I read Frost’s words at a young age and was so moved that I subsequently decided to always take the path less traveled. But that would be to credit me with foresight I didn’t have. In retrospect, however, that road less traveled has presented itself to me time and again, and it has been the one that I have chosen often, sometimes consciously, sometimes not.
The times I have consciously chosen that road have often been the result of envisioning what ninety-year-old me would want present-day me to do.
I also saw the concept of the well-traveled road as a safety net. I mean, if I got down the less traveled one and walked into a shit tornado, I could always backtrack, right?
But it is often a risk, that road less traveled—a big one—and one not many people can understand taking.
I remember telling my dad (who had been christened “Dean” but dubbed “Jocko,” a childhood nickname that he carried his whole life) about my decision to open a medical cannabis store, a decision that meant, of course, that I had to leave my corporate job at Pacific Gas & Electric Company.
We were talking over the phone, and I could visualize him scratching his head, literally and figuratively, when he asked me why I would leave such a secure position with an excellent company to go out and start my own business—and a “pot shop,” of all things. He was incredulous.
I told him this was something I had to do; I had to try. He should have remembered that I always thrive on a challenge.
I also told him that if I failed, there would be time enough for me to go back to the well-traveled road and find another job. There would always be another job if I needed one, whereas there might not ever be another opportunity like the one before me; I meant to seize it.
While my motivation was idealistic and my family circle had always encouraged the concept of following one’s dream, I was pushing the envelope this time.
Perhaps this is why I never gave up, even during the most difficult, harrowing hours of my journey. But I know it’s also because I am quite stubborn and have always been fiercely competitive, always driven to succeed and to win.
This was one of the times I consciously took the road less traveled, and it indeed made all the difference.

Insomnia
The clock on my nightstand glowed cheerily in the darkness, proudly displaying the time as 3:00 a.m. Giving it a dirty look, I rolled over, plumped up my pillow for what felt like the hundredth time, and tried not to think about how tired I was going