Cigar Boxes
The recent cigar box incident
'I need to share this'.
Even as a kid I always knew you could wait your turn and be very patient along with checking daily with the Cigar Store attendant you could get an empty cigar box or two when they eventually emptied out.
I had baseball cards, marble winnings, butterfly collections and pressed flowers in wax paper stored in them through out my childhood.
But for some reason I never looked back in my adult life about storage capability cigar boxes had, until one day I was looking for a new way to store knick knacks that get lost in a drawer and are just too big to keep on the desk, I started to build some small drawers and a cabinet to house them as drawers, and it came to me, I was just wasting my time with the woodwork because I was just making cigar box size drawers anyway...
looking up the local cigar store I called the manager, he said he didn't have any today as he just gave them all away.. to check back next week.
well next week arrived yesterday, I called and a counter gal named Trish answered I told her what I was looking for and she said the boss had placed 2 in the back...
I told her I would be right over,
interested if my idea would work or not for storage space. I arrived and waited in line, the clerks nametag said Trish, when it was my turn I told her what I was there for.
she retrieved the 2 boxes. one was of Honduras mahogany the other was paper label covered wood both were beautiful.
but I couldn't take my eyes off the dark wooden case with brass hinges and latch closure.
asking Trish, are you sure. about this box? she said its just going to be throwed away... I thanked her and left.
upon arriving home I opened the boxes, smelling the rich tobacco fragrance saturated in the wood of good cigars I investigated the boxes and how they were made. when I discovered the bottom of the wooden box had a layer of fine veneer I lifted it and there lay 8, $4.00 cigars..
Now im not a coinsurer of cigars im a cigarette smoker. but an occasional celebration of a grand baby brings out a tiperillo ...
thinking wow I really got a good thing here. I opened one of the $4.00 jobs and lit it on the porch. thinking ill never get another chance to smoke a four buck cigar... I fired it up
wow!
coughing and choking fits, commenced! reminded me of my first cornsilk and grapevine behind the barn and the time I burned down the chicken coup smoking as a child. we ate smoked chicken for a week after that one.
Wow that was tough smok'n that thing Gispert Robusto ill remember that name. big around as your thumb base.
My mouth running saltwater and still choking, trying to catch a deep breath, I felt I was going a little green around the gills, my eyes ran tears, Then my wife asked are you going to live?
In my best foggiest voice, I said this is an omen... I wasn't to smoke that dog leg cigar, as we headed back across town to the smoke shop, I wondered if I was going to get Trish in trouble by returning them,?
never the less I got to the counter, and told Trish "my momma raised me better but I found some cigars in the box and smoked one" , and like to have died, and being that it was $4.00 cigars I surely didn't want to mess up a good thing with the free boxes.
Trish got um and hurrilied out them under the counter. then asked me just what was I going to do with the boxes. and I told her I had a little cowboy, at home that was going to live in that pretty box. for a very long time.
Trish looked at me confused and bewiltered.
I said "I carve..." its a 7 inches tall wooden cowboy... and I didn't have room for it and them stogies in the same box...
I insisted I paid her for the one I smoked at. although she tried to refuse receiving the money, but I told her about the killer effect, the cigar had on me, so she said she would let me pay for my penitence, and I still looked a little green at the gills, she was wondering why my eyes were so red. and laughed...