My problem wasn't I couldn't afford any while at college(I have 2 businesses, still attending mind you), but my sticks were still disappearing at a rapid rate. I discovered from my friend who lived across the parking lot, who had a direct view at my balcony, that my 3 roommates I had, were smoking cigars almost 3 times a week while I was at classes. Seems they broke my door lock, just went into my room while I wasn't there.
I didn't like them from the beginning, so I pretty much kept my distance because they were like the definition of bastards. But I mean come on, breaking into my room and stealing my cigars...
:gn.
Moved out after the semester.