One thing I hate about this time of year is the weather. All day long I sat at my desk day dreaming about that glass of port and a good smoke when I get home. Quitting time comes, I head to the car with a smile on my face. I don't even mind traffic during the commute because I know when I get home I have a cigar pleading for its life. Then it happens... I get about two miles from the house and the sky turns dark and the wind picks up. Right as I am about to pull into the drive rain starts to fall. It continues to rain all night and I'm stuck sitting in my recliner, watching tv, and staring at my humidor :angry: . I swear I think I could see my cigars smiling, laughing at me knowing they have all survived another day.
Only thing worse than that is when it rains off and on making you think the rain has stopped and you can go out and smoke only to have the rain start again.
Only thing worse than that is when it rains off and on making you think the rain has stopped and you can go out and smoke only to have the rain start again.