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Just a quick story for anyone interested:
Last night I was at the casino having a cigar at the bar. This heavily tatted up guy with a hugely long beard sitting a few seats down asked for the cigar menu form the bartender. He looked it over for a few moments before I asked him what he was going for. He asked for a suggestion and I gave him my preference from the casino's short list of NCs.
He ultimately decided on an Oliva V torpedo. He said "I'm going to go for this 'Olivia.'" I told him it's a pretty good cigar in my opinion. I guess he took that as an invitation to try and spin a fantastical story that sounds too ridiculous to be real. I'll retell it in print for you all to have a laugh:
"I met the guy who owns Olivia. He's crazy. He had a sword custom made for him because he's actually a descendant of royalty. He had this sword out and he gave all of us one of these cigars. He asked each person to hold it like this," (he held it in his fist with the cap of the cigar poking up through the top of his fist). "Then he took this sword and swung a full swing and sliced the cap off your cigar."
At this point he started talking about how he refused to do this because he didn't want to lose his hand.
I immediately regretted sparking up the conversation. Minutes of my life were ticking away with this stupid fake smile on my face while I said things like "Wow," and "that's crazy."
And now, for those of you who have read through this retelling of that story, you too can join in my irritation.
Last night I was at the casino having a cigar at the bar. This heavily tatted up guy with a hugely long beard sitting a few seats down asked for the cigar menu form the bartender. He looked it over for a few moments before I asked him what he was going for. He asked for a suggestion and I gave him my preference from the casino's short list of NCs.
He ultimately decided on an Oliva V torpedo. He said "I'm going to go for this 'Olivia.'" I told him it's a pretty good cigar in my opinion. I guess he took that as an invitation to try and spin a fantastical story that sounds too ridiculous to be real. I'll retell it in print for you all to have a laugh:
"I met the guy who owns Olivia. He's crazy. He had a sword custom made for him because he's actually a descendant of royalty. He had this sword out and he gave all of us one of these cigars. He asked each person to hold it like this," (he held it in his fist with the cap of the cigar poking up through the top of his fist). "Then he took this sword and swung a full swing and sliced the cap off your cigar."
At this point he started talking about how he refused to do this because he didn't want to lose his hand.
I immediately regretted sparking up the conversation. Minutes of my life were ticking away with this stupid fake smile on my face while I said things like "Wow," and "that's crazy."
And now, for those of you who have read through this retelling of that story, you too can join in my irritation.
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