On Thursday morning at the recent Marijuana Business Conference in Las Vegas, I was chatting with some of the smart, tough, innovative and compassionate women I had the pleasure to work with in my four years in Colorado’s cannabis community. As per usual, the conversation came around to the various negative, inappropriate experiences we’d had with men at the opening reception the evening before. The lingering touches or too-tight hugs, the comments about our appearance and the leering were all so familiar that comparing the quantity and quality of lechery had become a game. “Great, they brought the hot chicks!”