The Green Monkey
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Dear Abby,
One of our good friends is in town visiting this weekend, and I knew that I could use his presence to pressure my wife into finally trying a cigar.
She had never really smoked a cigar before other than a Swisher or some such nonsense many years ago, and she has rebuffed and/or rebuked my efforts to get her to at least take a sip of whatever I'm smoking that I think she'd like.
Being a relative noob, I explained my situation to the dude who runs my B&M and asked him what he'd recommend I use with my one chance at getting her to smoke. We agreed that perhaps an Acid and a mild legit cigar would be enough to lay the groundwork--if she hated the Acid, I'd have whatever mild one he recommended up my sleeve to spring on her without dipping into my very small stash and risk having her hate it and ruin it.
I laid the trap by picking up an Acid Blondie and an Ashton Classic Corona the other day, with the intention of having our friend go to work on her to pressure her into at least trying a cigar.
I figure that it'll be a lot easier for me to enjoy smoking cigars if my wife can at least understand the appeal even if she doesn't particularly get it herself.
She hated the Acid, and while she gave it the old college try, she simply wasn't able to or interested in keeping the Ashton lit for more than a minute or two at a time. I totally had to babysit her cigar and remind her to tend to it. I probably relit that poor bastard a dozen times. She wasn't able to finish it, so I did. It was like smoking air. A cigarette that was nothing but filter. You get the picture.
She liked the Ashton better than the Acid, but she wasn't a huge fan of either of them. I felt like a failure.
I'm curious whether anyone else has had any real success convincing their wives to really try to like cigars, and if so, what technique worked?
What strategy should I employ to turn her over to the brown side?
I know some dudes will likely recoil from the idea of deliberately trying to get their wives involved in their hobby simply because it'll kill any possible "away from wife and/or family" time, but I've already got that angle covered with my passion for skateboarding. I'm hoping that if I can turn my wife on to cigars, that I'll have a much easier time spending money, building coolerdors, wasting time smoking, flagrantly disobeying the Surgeon General, etc., so I'm hoping that she'll be able to someday get on the same page as me as far as cigars go.
Your friend,
Smokeful in Miami
One of our good friends is in town visiting this weekend, and I knew that I could use his presence to pressure my wife into finally trying a cigar.
She had never really smoked a cigar before other than a Swisher or some such nonsense many years ago, and she has rebuffed and/or rebuked my efforts to get her to at least take a sip of whatever I'm smoking that I think she'd like.
Being a relative noob, I explained my situation to the dude who runs my B&M and asked him what he'd recommend I use with my one chance at getting her to smoke. We agreed that perhaps an Acid and a mild legit cigar would be enough to lay the groundwork--if she hated the Acid, I'd have whatever mild one he recommended up my sleeve to spring on her without dipping into my very small stash and risk having her hate it and ruin it.
I laid the trap by picking up an Acid Blondie and an Ashton Classic Corona the other day, with the intention of having our friend go to work on her to pressure her into at least trying a cigar.
I figure that it'll be a lot easier for me to enjoy smoking cigars if my wife can at least understand the appeal even if she doesn't particularly get it herself.
She hated the Acid, and while she gave it the old college try, she simply wasn't able to or interested in keeping the Ashton lit for more than a minute or two at a time. I totally had to babysit her cigar and remind her to tend to it. I probably relit that poor bastard a dozen times. She wasn't able to finish it, so I did. It was like smoking air. A cigarette that was nothing but filter. You get the picture.
She liked the Ashton better than the Acid, but she wasn't a huge fan of either of them. I felt like a failure.
I'm curious whether anyone else has had any real success convincing their wives to really try to like cigars, and if so, what technique worked?
What strategy should I employ to turn her over to the brown side?
I know some dudes will likely recoil from the idea of deliberately trying to get their wives involved in their hobby simply because it'll kill any possible "away from wife and/or family" time, but I've already got that angle covered with my passion for skateboarding. I'm hoping that if I can turn my wife on to cigars, that I'll have a much easier time spending money, building coolerdors, wasting time smoking, flagrantly disobeying the Surgeon General, etc., so I'm hoping that she'll be able to someday get on the same page as me as far as cigars go.
Your friend,
Smokeful in Miami
