Holi Temple

Place is full of no real skill having, rude and unprofessional pot heads. The owner is a straight up coward. Their "Top Shelf" is fake popcorn weed, no smell no density no flavor. Not there for patients and is only there for their own profit. They are not down with the culture nor real patient advocates. So I and my guy have been good customers since this scammer of a business man opened up shop. In the beginning customer service and the vibes were great. The last couple times I have been there I have been more than disappointed in their product and their customer service. Very rude vague white boy crew looking like they just smoked down a pound of their bosses finest mid pack. The security guards are cool and I appreciate the one names Chris, especially during my last and final encounter at this illegitimate sacred temple. on 9/12/19 @ approx. 11am I was pulling into the parking lot when one of the many shady characters that are "patients" is walking out, he proceeded to hop in his nasty ass gold Altima and without any regard to me, who was politely allowing another patron to exit their vehicle so I could then pull into the parking spot next to them, hits me and then flees the scene as his other homie in the passenger seat waves goodbye to me. I then am approached by other patients that witnessed the entire thing saying "are you ok?" and "did that guy just fucking hit you?" the security guard comes out and tells me to come inside he will give me the guys info. So I get in there and he then tells me he cant retrieve his info because once the transaction is complete the patient profile disappears. I'm born and raise in San Jose, so I am a Silicon Valley baby to the fullest and tell him "figure it out and give me his info or hand over the iPad and I will get it my damn self, your hat and jacket say iGuard right so make something happen or else I'll just call my man and the police (I wasn't going to, but I needed to put some fire in his ass to get moving). I also told him that I want to speak to the manager as well. I then get to the "sacrament room" and there isn't a budtender in sight. They were all hiding in the back like little roaches. Finally one with some decency comes out and I tell them what flower I want and that I want to speak to the manager. He said "ok, I'll go get him right now", gave me my weed and didn't even ring me up for it. Goes to the back and then comes back SUPER delayed saying the manager is not there. I proceed to lift up the blinds where the managers outdated BMW is parked right there where it always is at. I tell him "WOW what a coward ass bitch, my man knows him so he gonna face me one way or the other" I then proceed to make comments that this is the last time I'll be coming to this shady ass establishment. As I'm saying my final testimonials everyone is just looking at me like Dopey from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and not one comment like "I'm so sorry that happened to you" or a "I hope you're alright" Then this Asian cat that has rubbed me the wrong way ever since I laid eyes on his condescending ass comes out into the sacrament room and takes all the money out of the cash register like they were scared they were gonna get robbed. After getting a few grams of their bombest shit I've ever seen at their establishment, the total is $43, I gave the now shaking like a scared lil chihuahua budtender 3 $20 bills and then he goes to the cash register and the Asian cat gives him 7 dollars change back. They tried getting over one final time, but I told them they owe me $10 more in change. This guy was all scared and finally said "I'm really really sorry" So I guess there is one decent budtender with a heart and soul working there. Before I leave I check back in with the security guard who gave me the piece of shits info because I wanted his address as well. As I am writing it down he lets me know he feels me and that he's sorry and then tells me "yeah that guy just got out of the pen, he's on parole and he doesn't have a license" SMH FUCK HOLI TEMPLE