Sigh...My Girlfriend is going to kill me...

Just do what I do, stash them in your humi, and "forget" to tell your wife :D
Scott

When I received my package from Taboo, I walked quickly to the front door and moved the box inside. When she left the room, I quickly unpacked it and put the items in my humi. (I had just received 3 packages the day before, and she said, "I think that is enough cigars for a little while.")
 
Just leave them in your car until she goes to bed and then quickly (and quietly) run outside and move them to the humi. I have successfully completed this maneuver for over 3 years.
Also, when you receive a package in the mail that is obviously full of sticks, just say, "Damn, they hit me again! Those are some good guys!" This even works when the postal stamp is from Sweden! :tu
 
Just leave them in your car until she goes to bed and then quickly (and quietly) run outside and move them to the humi. I have successfully completed this maneuver for over 3 years.
Also, when you receive a package in the mail that is obviously full of sticks, just say, "Damn, they hit me again! Those are some good guys!" This even works when the postal stamp is from Sweden! :tu


I like it.:tu
 
I do this everytime I stand drooling in a B&M, about to make a really really awesome mistake. I think to myself what do I have more of.. cigars or girlfriends? Then I realize if I catch any flak that it's alot easier to move out one girlfriend than it is 2000+ of my closest, most delicious friends! :ss
 
Nice pick up. FWIW I have used every method mentioned here and I have also used honesty. They say honesty is the best policy, but I don't believe it.
 
When I received my package from Taboo, I walked quickly to the front door and moved the box inside. When she left the room, I quickly unpacked it and put the items in my humi. (I had just received 3 packages the day before, and she said, "I think that is enough cigars for a little while.")

Man I'm so far past this. I've corrupted the mail man. He'll knock on the door and if anyone other than me answers he'll ask my wife if I'm around to answer some questions about a video game. If I am here and not alone while talking about said game I pop the trunk of the car and he leaves the package there. If I'm not here he sticks the package inside the garage door and leaves me a note in the mailbox "thanks for the advice."

I am both extremely proud and deeply shamed by this system. Sadly my mailman is moving into another position with USPS, so it once again goes to the old "beat wife home for 2 straight weeks after placing the order" system.
 
oh man....you guys are hilarious.

What I do....ship to work and only to work. That way there is always someone there to accept the package. Now, for getting it in the house and in my humi safely.....this can be a bit tricky.

There are two methods I use:

1) Leave it in the car until the gf goes to bed and then sneak it in the humi
2) Place the stash either in my work bag or an anonymous plastic bag and wait until she is in the washroom/shower/immersed in a tv program, then I run upstairs and quickly drop the stash off. If I'm caught I say that I was just rearranging my stock and checking the humidity!

However, once every six months or so, I can admit to a purchase and use a "get out of the doghouse free" card.
 
Man I'm so far past this. I've corrupted the mail man. He'll knock on the door and if anyone other than me answers he'll ask my wife if I'm around to answer some questions about a video game. If I am here and not alone while talking about said game I pop the trunk of the car and he leaves the package there. If I'm not here he sticks the package inside the garage door and leaves me a note in the mailbox "thanks for the advice."

I am both extremely proud and deeply shamed by this system. Sadly my mailman is moving into another position with USPS, so it once again goes to the old "beat wife home for 2 straight weeks after placing the order" system.

That is classic!
 
What I do....ship to work and only to work. That way there is always someone there to accept the package. Now, for getting it in the house and in my humi safely.....this can be a bit tricky.

There are two methods I use:

1) Leave it in the car until the gf goes to bed and then sneak it in the humi
2) Place the stash either in my work bag or an anonymous plastic bag and wait until she is in the washroom/shower/immersed in a tv program, then I run upstairs and quickly drop the stash off. If I'm caught I say that I was just rearranging my stock and checking the humidity!

Or....you could grow some nuts.



J/K Sir, don't be mad....totally a joke. :)
 
hehe I suppose...trust me they are there, but I'd rather them not be blue all the time.
:r :r :r
My gf gets excited when I get cigars.
(And if the sun is out, and if the Steelers are on, and if I'm busy, and if the lights go out, the list goes on ad finitum...)
It's win/win. :tu
 
My wife is so controlling. She reads the CI catalog more often than I do and this morning she had the nerve to tell me to order some cigars.

Who does she think she is? I have half a mind to not order any just to teach her she is not the boss of me. Well not half a mind... more like .000001 percent of my mind (rounding up of course).
 
:r :r :r
My gf gets excited when I get cigars.
(And if the sun is out, and if the Steelers are on, and if I'm busy, and if the lights go out, the list goes on ad finitum...)
It's win/win. :tu

Lol. I had to read that a second time. Now I get it. Lucky you. Mine falls asleep as soon as the lights go out. I have to make sure the lights stay on for at least 2 minutes. :D
 
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