There's a city ordinance about smoking indoors where I live, so even if you are a business owner and want to let patrons smoke inside, you can't. Garbage, I say, but anyway, on to my story! Not quite as funny as the rest of you but it's very heartwarming... to me anyway!
I'm sitting at my local bar, vaping away as usual. My friends and everyone there are always asking what flavor I've got, can they try it, etc etc. I carry a Cowboy cart that came with an order for those who are confused about "Why do you want to smoke a pina colada?" I let them try, they usually say "Wow! How long have you not had a cigarette?" and it all ends happy with me passing out a card and continuing with my beer consumption, usually getting a free beer because people are so fascinated by the PV.
One time, it was nasty raining outside and a couple smokers at the bar whom I see every time I am there are complaining about having to go out in the rain for a smoke. I pull out a couple extra batteries, grab a couple cartos and head over to their stools. "Here guys, use this. What flavor would you like?" They make their choices and the three of us are just chatting and vaping away. We end up with this HUGE cloud of vapor in our corner and the bartenders are just laughing about it, wishing they could stop work to join us.
An older couple across the bar are watching us VERY intently. Me with my purple battery, the guys with my black ones, all with orange or pink LEDs, puffing away.
After about 20 minutes, one of the bartenders comes over and says "That lady across the bar and her husband are really concerned about your smoking habit. She said you had such nice skin and hair and it'd be such a shame for you to lose all that beauty just because of cigarettes." We all have a chuckle and continue our conversation.
Another 20 minutes and the bartender comes again and says "Dude, she's really worried about you. They've spent their whole night watching you and she's just beside herself."
So yeah, at that point, I smile at her, get up and walk over and explain that it's not a cigarette, it won't ruin my skin or hair, thank you for your concern, I smoked for 15 years, have been cigarette free for just over 6 months, etc etc. It was really quite sweet, she pats my hand and says "Oh honey, I smoked for 60 years and look at me now. I don't want you to look like this!"
I assured her that as far as was known, there were no harmful physical effects from using a PV. I hand her a card and go on back to my seat.
A little while later the husband comes over and thanks me for my candor and appreciates that I took the time to come over and reassure her. He says he wishes they had invented those things sooner so he could have used one!
hate it when that happens
