CWS
<b>Lead Moderator</b>
Just got off a wonderful cruise to Alaska and had to share this little experience. We had a beautiful suite on the fifth level right off the bow with a nice verandah for cigars. When we got on the ship I asked the steward about cigars and he told me I was welcome to smoke in my suite, on my patio or anywhere outside. He ran off and brought me two really cool ashtrays that keep the ash from flying around when the wind is blowing. As we pulled away from the dock I lit up a beautiful old Sir Winne. The sun was shining, slight wind, and people waved. What a great smoke. This is going to be a great cruise. Suddenly from the patio next door I hear, "Maaaaargret. What is that smell? Oh God someone is smoking a cigar!" I smiled to myself as the wind changed and I heard no more from them. I finished the cigar. Unfortuneatly it rained for the next few days and I could not use the patio. I went back to the fan tail out of the wind and where it was covered and smoked a few every day. Met some great people and shared a few fine smokes. Friday we were in Ketchikan and the sun was out. Another great day. As we pulled away from the dock at 2 PM I thought, time to have a good one. Went out on the patio and lit up a 1978 EDRM. Savoring the first few puffs when I hear, "Maaaaaagret. Oh Gawd. Its CIGAR GUY again. I payed all this money for this patio and I can't even enjoy it. It stinks. It smells. Maaaaargret do something!. Well I am not about to put out a 30 year old cigar so I go over to the rail and lean out to let the smoke trickle into the wind when suddenly I meet Maaaaargret. I have to feel sorry for the guy because this is one ugly woman. She pokes her head around the corner and screams, "You know, you are only allowed to smoke certain places on the ship!" I say, yes Maam I know and two of them are my cabin and my patio. Maam. "She screams again, No you cant. No you cant and my husband is calling the captain to complain. So I chuckled and said, Yes maam. You do what you have to do. My wife comes out to see what all the commotion is about. Being the gentleman I laugh anf take the cigar up to the bridge and finish it in peace. After all, I am CIGAR GUY and represent all of us that suffer quietly just looking for a good cigar. When I get back the phone rings. It is the front desk and my wife grabs the phone. Is this Mrs. Patricia? Yesss. Is Mr. Charles smoking a cigar? No not right at this moment. WHy is the not acceptable. Oh yes. You are welcome to smoke in your cabin or on your patio. OK she says so what is the problem. Well the people in the next cabin have called to complain. OK. Again, is it not acceptable to smoke on the patio? Oh yes but the Lady next door says she has health concerns about the smoke. The my dear sweet wife says. Well you tell them that if they want to be civilized and come to out door and ask nicely, we will work something out. But until then we will assume they are uncivilized boors ad my husband it is a very considerate smoker will do any damn thing he wants. Never heard another word from them. I am CIGAR GUY married to CIGAR GAL. Togather we right the wrongs of the cigar world. I am having cards made up that say, I AM CIGAR GUY and you have been SMOKED!
We had a GREAT time!
We had a GREAT time!
