Just thought I'd share a story from my day off today.
Decided to take a trip over to my B&M today, just to look around because the prices up here are insane to buy locally. (44 for a FF OpusX, even more for Habanos)
First of all, to give a frame of reference, the B&M isn't an exclusive cigar shop, its more of a gourmet store with wine accessories, fine kitchenware, etc; aptly named Epicure, and the staff comprises of 3 middle aged men. The store is also located in the wealthiest area 1hr in any direction. So when my 19 year old ass walks in the store, I still have yet to be greeted with a friendly "hello". (I think I was compared to a young Dave Grohl on here once before :r)
I ignore the guy's condescending tone and ask if it'd be alright if I took a look in the humi (walk-in). "Yeah, go ahead he said", following me in. After asking if I needed help with anything and me replying that I was just browsing, followed by an awkward, yet entertaining 5 mins as he stood in the humi with me as I walked around, he finally realized I wasn't going to swipe any Cohibas to use as "wrapping paper" he left to go tend to the customers trying to spend a small country's GDP over their lunch break on cookware.
I continue looking around and lo-and-behold, mold! first hand! I figured I'd bring it to the attention of the guy when I went to check out (at this point, I wasn't leaving there without some cigars ) I knew it wasn't bloom, but I was also willing to bet dollars-to-Cremosas that he'd try to pass it off as plume.
Well, as I settle on a few sticks (Brazilia, Italia, Fonseca, Aurora 1495) I hear the door open behind me and this girl's voice shout something in leaving to someone outside the humi. Well, of course I'm interested :tu I turn around, praying to the cigar deities that it's not some older woman, and lo-and-behold, she's not! And she's kinda cute.:chk
I realize quickly that she actually works at the shop (he asking me if I needed help with anything clued me in fast enough....although not fast enough to stop me from stuttering some guttural sound, yeah, I'm smooth like that) I told her I was fine, but there was some serious mold on 3 or 4 boxes of ISOMs and she said she'd the the other guy know.
I bring up my sticks to the counter to check out and she's brought the moldy sticks out to the front to show the owner. DING-DING!! I got that one right. First thing out of his mouth:
"No, that's not mold, it's bloom."
Alright, I figured I'd explain a little. "No, it's clearly mold. Bloom, or plume is not fuzzy. And the box code is from aug 07."
"Well, I've never had any complaints so far" was his response.:BS
At this point I could tell he was the kind of guy who wouldn't even consider the fact that some 19 year old kid would know more about his stock that he did so I just ended it with;
"I was just letting you know so you could take care of it if you wanted to. I know how easy it'd be to pass it as bloom, but I just thought I'd let you know if you wanted to protect your stock."
He just sort of muttered something and walked away with the moldy sticks. At this point, I also caught a smirk from the new girl :tu +1 for me.
All in all, an interesting day.
1)Got to see some mold first hand
2)Got to prove to some snobby guy that he might not just be selling to rich businessmen who could care less what they smoke, as long as they have a "Cuban Cigar"
3) Picked up a few sticks for unreasonable prices, although I got a free box to add to the cooler setup
Unfortunately, I think the addition of the new girl working there might see me going back to the shop a little too often for my wallet...
Decided to take a trip over to my B&M today, just to look around because the prices up here are insane to buy locally. (44 for a FF OpusX, even more for Habanos)
First of all, to give a frame of reference, the B&M isn't an exclusive cigar shop, its more of a gourmet store with wine accessories, fine kitchenware, etc; aptly named Epicure, and the staff comprises of 3 middle aged men. The store is also located in the wealthiest area 1hr in any direction. So when my 19 year old ass walks in the store, I still have yet to be greeted with a friendly "hello". (I think I was compared to a young Dave Grohl on here once before :r)
I ignore the guy's condescending tone and ask if it'd be alright if I took a look in the humi (walk-in). "Yeah, go ahead he said", following me in. After asking if I needed help with anything and me replying that I was just browsing, followed by an awkward, yet entertaining 5 mins as he stood in the humi with me as I walked around, he finally realized I wasn't going to swipe any Cohibas to use as "wrapping paper" he left to go tend to the customers trying to spend a small country's GDP over their lunch break on cookware.
I continue looking around and lo-and-behold, mold! first hand! I figured I'd bring it to the attention of the guy when I went to check out (at this point, I wasn't leaving there without some cigars ) I knew it wasn't bloom, but I was also willing to bet dollars-to-Cremosas that he'd try to pass it off as plume.
Well, as I settle on a few sticks (Brazilia, Italia, Fonseca, Aurora 1495) I hear the door open behind me and this girl's voice shout something in leaving to someone outside the humi. Well, of course I'm interested :tu I turn around, praying to the cigar deities that it's not some older woman, and lo-and-behold, she's not! And she's kinda cute.:chk
I realize quickly that she actually works at the shop (he asking me if I needed help with anything clued me in fast enough....although not fast enough to stop me from stuttering some guttural sound, yeah, I'm smooth like that) I told her I was fine, but there was some serious mold on 3 or 4 boxes of ISOMs and she said she'd the the other guy know.
I bring up my sticks to the counter to check out and she's brought the moldy sticks out to the front to show the owner. DING-DING!! I got that one right. First thing out of his mouth:
"No, that's not mold, it's bloom."
Alright, I figured I'd explain a little. "No, it's clearly mold. Bloom, or plume is not fuzzy. And the box code is from aug 07."
"Well, I've never had any complaints so far" was his response.:BS
At this point I could tell he was the kind of guy who wouldn't even consider the fact that some 19 year old kid would know more about his stock that he did so I just ended it with;
"I was just letting you know so you could take care of it if you wanted to. I know how easy it'd be to pass it as bloom, but I just thought I'd let you know if you wanted to protect your stock."
He just sort of muttered something and walked away with the moldy sticks. At this point, I also caught a smirk from the new girl :tu +1 for me.
All in all, an interesting day.
1)Got to see some mold first hand
2)Got to prove to some snobby guy that he might not just be selling to rich businessmen who could care less what they smoke, as long as they have a "Cuban Cigar"
3) Picked up a few sticks for unreasonable prices, although I got a free box to add to the cooler setup
Unfortunately, I think the addition of the new girl working there might see me going back to the shop a little too often for my wallet...