watch out for those mall cats, man!
I ordered a Prodigy and had a new toy love affair with it for the three weeks my atomizer lasted - I was a two pack a day monster prior - so it's no surprise. I couldn't survive that abuse, let alone a resistance heating element. Burned through a bottle or so of juice, lovin' it.
Then the atomizer went, and all smoky hell broke loose. I, of course, didn't follow advice (being a natural skeptic) and was without an atomizer. Thinking all creatures are created equal, went to the KOP mall, found me a Smoking Everywhere kiosk, and tried to buy just an atomizer. Swarthy looking gypsy fellow rings me up, and it's fifty-five dollars! I tell him no way, so he knocks it down to thirty-five. At this point, i'm moderately agitated, and quickly pull up puresmoker.com on my phone and show him the cost of an atomizer from someone reputable. Guy looks at me like i'm loose in the head.
Then he tells me that since he already removed the thirty-five dollar atomizer from the packaging of a new unit (since he didn't stock just replacement parts) that I was law bound to purchase it, as I had opened the box and couldn't return it.
Barring any prohibitive language, I kindly instructed him on how to repackage the unit before i placed it inside of his...cavity...forcefully. Fortunately, I'm a big guy, and a little twitch of the eye and some growling noises make people think you're better off on the other side of the room, far away from them. He took the golden atomizer of the gods back, and cringed his away to the other side of his cart.
Quite a spectacle. I hope that these 'artists' aren't thought of as representative of the vaping community as a whole - detrimental, to say the least. Were I still unsure of the benefits and wonders of the vape, I think I'd have called it quits right then and there.
However, PS got my five (we go nicotine boy scout now!!!)replacement atomizers and bottles of juice out promptly, got me back off the analogs (for the most part - the five am burner is still just oh-so-too-sweet to let go just yet) and on to what my co-workers call, affectionately, my 'crack pipe'.
Moral of the story: Vapers unite! Slay the evil mall-rat-e-cig-demons! They give us a bad name!!!!
I ordered a Prodigy and had a new toy love affair with it for the three weeks my atomizer lasted - I was a two pack a day monster prior - so it's no surprise. I couldn't survive that abuse, let alone a resistance heating element. Burned through a bottle or so of juice, lovin' it.
Then the atomizer went, and all smoky hell broke loose. I, of course, didn't follow advice (being a natural skeptic) and was without an atomizer. Thinking all creatures are created equal, went to the KOP mall, found me a Smoking Everywhere kiosk, and tried to buy just an atomizer. Swarthy looking gypsy fellow rings me up, and it's fifty-five dollars! I tell him no way, so he knocks it down to thirty-five. At this point, i'm moderately agitated, and quickly pull up puresmoker.com on my phone and show him the cost of an atomizer from someone reputable. Guy looks at me like i'm loose in the head.
Then he tells me that since he already removed the thirty-five dollar atomizer from the packaging of a new unit (since he didn't stock just replacement parts) that I was law bound to purchase it, as I had opened the box and couldn't return it.
Barring any prohibitive language, I kindly instructed him on how to repackage the unit before i placed it inside of his...cavity...forcefully. Fortunately, I'm a big guy, and a little twitch of the eye and some growling noises make people think you're better off on the other side of the room, far away from them. He took the golden atomizer of the gods back, and cringed his away to the other side of his cart.
Quite a spectacle. I hope that these 'artists' aren't thought of as representative of the vaping community as a whole - detrimental, to say the least. Were I still unsure of the benefits and wonders of the vape, I think I'd have called it quits right then and there.
However, PS got my five (we go nicotine boy scout now!!!)replacement atomizers and bottles of juice out promptly, got me back off the analogs (for the most part - the five am burner is still just oh-so-too-sweet to let go just yet) and on to what my co-workers call, affectionately, my 'crack pipe'.
Moral of the story: Vapers unite! Slay the evil mall-rat-e-cig-demons! They give us a bad name!!!!
