One time, a long time ago I used to smoke and work retail. There was this cashier who would smoke like 5 packs of cigarettes a day. He was NOTORIOUS for bumming cigarettes off of others. I'm not saying I'm a saint, and I eventually took to buying PACKS of cigarettes for others to hold (no joke) to stop but this guy was a menace. So, at this job you got 2 10-minute breaks, one before lunch, one after. Pretty standard, I guess. This guy, the cashier would show up to work early, CHAINSMOKE like 4 or 5 cigarettes, and then take the absolute first 10-minute break. He would regularly smoke 2 cigarettes in 10 min, and could probably do 3 if nobody was looking. Anything he could do to get another cigarette - he was on it. Need someone to gather shopping carts when its like 50 degrees below zero, and windy as fuck - he would be happy to go. Anyways. One day, I'm out there having my lunch, sitting on a fire-exit, having a Marlboro Red cigarette and lunch with one of my other co-workers. And, wouldn't you know it but this guy walks over and asks "what you smkoking" Just like that while holding a pack of (some green who knows whats) and we tell him "Marlboro Reds" to which he replies, in one single breath: "Uggh, Reds? Those are disgusting! Can I have one?" Yea, we gave him a cigarette. The story above about someone telling you your shit is fake, and in the same breath asking to buy is made me think of this. I apologize for not being as good of a story teller as Alex.