I'm still a bit cross.
I went around to a few of the tobacco shops in Des Moines the other day. Since not a single place I'm town even knows that there IS such thing as non-Camel snus, I wanted to educate someone in the hope they might want to be the sole provider of fine Swedish snus in Central Iowa.
Well, short story, nobody cared.
The last place I stopped looked more like a combo gas station/drug house than anygng else. Still, my cause is important so I perevered. I bought some snuff - since I was looking to try some. Then I asked him if he carries snus. Yes, Camel SNUS. I bagan to explain the virtues of the Real Thing. He sounded interested. I pulled out my General White and my Onyx. I was prepared to give him a few, or even to give Jim a packet of my General samples or some Discreet even. He took the two cans and made interested noises.
Then he stuck his nose in the can! Both cans! Stuck his nose WAY in - even smushed a few portions! He took a deep breath and then pronounced: "Ew. Smells like fish."
I vaguely recall carrying on with my talking points. But mostly I was pissed.
I sat in the car for a bit and tried to figure out if I could salvage my snus. Even considered sterilizing them all in some bourbon. But I figured it was a lost cause. Just gave up and tossed them in the trash. Went home and opened fresh cans. :-/
Sad. Now I'm beginning to understand why there's no real tobacco stores in this town.
I went around to a few of the tobacco shops in Des Moines the other day. Since not a single place I'm town even knows that there IS such thing as non-Camel snus, I wanted to educate someone in the hope they might want to be the sole provider of fine Swedish snus in Central Iowa.
Well, short story, nobody cared.
The last place I stopped looked more like a combo gas station/drug house than anygng else. Still, my cause is important so I perevered. I bought some snuff - since I was looking to try some. Then I asked him if he carries snus. Yes, Camel SNUS. I bagan to explain the virtues of the Real Thing. He sounded interested. I pulled out my General White and my Onyx. I was prepared to give him a few, or even to give Jim a packet of my General samples or some Discreet even. He took the two cans and made interested noises.
Then he stuck his nose in the can! Both cans! Stuck his nose WAY in - even smushed a few portions! He took a deep breath and then pronounced: "Ew. Smells like fish."
I vaguely recall carrying on with my talking points. But mostly I was pissed.
I sat in the car for a bit and tried to figure out if I could salvage my snus. Even considered sterilizing them all in some bourbon. But I figured it was a lost cause. Just gave up and tossed them in the trash. Went home and opened fresh cans. :-/
Sad. Now I'm beginning to understand why there's no real tobacco stores in this town.
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