I’m in a bar/casino, trying to sit on a barstool whose hydraulic post is not longer working so when I try to sit on it, it collapses and I end up sinking to the floor. I get the situation worked out and I have a pack of Durham cloves that I set on the bar next to me. A guy comes up and asks if he can have a cigarette. I warn him that these are cloves and they’re very strong. He takes one and leaves and I set the pack back on the bar. The place is starting to get really crowded and I suddenly get the feeling that someone wants to take my pack which is sitting slightly behind me. I look and it’s still there. I see the manager and waitress come by and get the feeling again. I look back to find they’re missing. I stand up and search around, mentioning to the guy next to me that my cigarettes are missing, and looking at the manager and waitress to see if they picked them up thinking they were empty. No luck. I look down on the floor and see an Marlboro box but no Durhams. I’m upset.
Tags: bar, barstool, cigarettes, Durham cloves, manager, Marloboro, waitress
