Worst Cigar Bar Ever
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So last weekend I went to the local regional casino which was advertising a cigar bar.
We sit down and order a Padron 1964 off the "menu". When it was brought over it was literally crumbling apart on the bar it was so dry. We gave it back and went over to view the humi.
It was a large cabinet style with about 50 boxes in it. All cigars looked dry and cracked. I spotted a box of 64 maddies unopened with the cellophane still wrapped on it and took a chance. They were hard as a rock, but at least remained intact and smoked ok.
Glancing over to the bar I see boxes of misc smokes with "No Good" written on them. I started speaking to the manager and asked her if the cabinet was humidified to which she replied "I don't think so, it's new and we have no idea what we are doing". I was almost in tears. I had a strong urge to adopt the entire lot and save them from their abusive home and eventual death.
Funniest part, was there were so many massive ring gauge turds being smoked by the other gamblers, I felt like I was in the Harlem Globetrotters locker room. Everywhere i turned I was almost smacked with a 60 ringer jutting 8" out of an asshat's jaw.
At least I walked out even....
We sit down and order a Padron 1964 off the "menu". When it was brought over it was literally crumbling apart on the bar it was so dry. We gave it back and went over to view the humi.
It was a large cabinet style with about 50 boxes in it. All cigars looked dry and cracked. I spotted a box of 64 maddies unopened with the cellophane still wrapped on it and took a chance. They were hard as a rock, but at least remained intact and smoked ok.
Glancing over to the bar I see boxes of misc smokes with "No Good" written on them. I started speaking to the manager and asked her if the cabinet was humidified to which she replied "I don't think so, it's new and we have no idea what we are doing". I was almost in tears. I had a strong urge to adopt the entire lot and save them from their abusive home and eventual death.
Funniest part, was there were so many massive ring gauge turds being smoked by the other gamblers, I felt like I was in the Harlem Globetrotters locker room. Everywhere i turned I was almost smacked with a 60 ringer jutting 8" out of an asshat's jaw.
At least I walked out even....
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It could just be fodder for my "how stupid are you?", if you invest the money for that kind of set-up with NO clue about what you're doing.
of course, that wouldn't help, lead them Grasshopper, lead them to the light.
"If you do not read the newspapers you're uninformed. If you do read the newspapers, you're misinformed." -- Mark Twain
You are not talking about making sure that they quit bubbling prior to ending your rant are you?
HEHEHE.... you wicked, wicked man...
Needless to say, I never bought anything there. I told him about it, but my Arabic sucks, so I guess he didn't understand me.
They sell Cohiba's, Partagas, Punch, Hoyo's, some Camachos, a couple others. The first time I bought some, this woman pulls out a zip-lock without being asked, then she stopped before she handed them to me, and said; "OK. You're not going to put these on the dashboard of your truck, or stick 'em in the glove box for storage or something, are you?" I laughed and told her that no, in about 20 minutes they'll be in my humidor, safe and sound. Then she handed them to me and rang up the sale. Bless her. I'm lucky.
"If you do not read the newspapers you're uninformed. If you do read the newspapers, you're misinformed." -- Mark Twain
Hey, I hope to transit Tennessee next Spring riding the Trans America Trail. Gimme the location of your little gas-station/restaurant/bait shop/deer check in station/we've got a humidor and I'll make it a point to drop in and flirt with the gal and maybe even pick up a couple of her sticks. My present plan, subject to much change, is to ride the slab out to Taos NM area, then take the TransAm Trail backwards and wrap it up by riding the Blue Ridge home. There's a couple of super fine motorcycle camp grounds along the BRP which Johnny Sotweedseed is apt to frequent. By the time I hit TN, Johnny will need new ammo for his adventures anyways.
Shoot me a location for this store.