Donald is a normal guy. He’d be the first one to tell you that, and he enjoys his average lifestyle. Donald was a smoker for 15 years and he started vaping about two years ago.
He was always good with cars, loved building models, and believed he could have been a better drummer than Neil Peart had it not been for his abnormally small left hand. Life deals The Hammer on occasion and Donald was relegated to the Bass Drum. His larger right hand pounded rhythms that inspired the 808 sound that is so popular in today’s urban music.
There aren’t many opportunities for specialized Bass Drummers so Donald decided to study engineering at his State’s Tech College. He excelled. Donald became a tutor and his inventions won many contests. It all came easy to him, but it didn’t make up for the joy he felt while drumming.
After school he landed a job at an aeronautical corporation and settled into the real world. Considered a high school loser, Donald never made it with the ladies. His Saturday nights consisted of Monster, Doritos, Call of Duty, and his trusty Camel Wides. Surely not a sight for sore eyes, Donald lived a fairly isolated personal life, except for his best friend Marty from College. If it weren’t for Marty, Donald would never leave his house. Marty leaned on Donald to pass tests and complete projects in college. Donald benefited on a few occasions by playing wing man for Marty. The circle of life.
Noticing the overall decline of his health and physical prowess, Donald decided that it was time to quit smoking cigarettes. The first step was to buy Lights. The lighter cigarettes would help him step down slowly and reach his goal of quitting completely. This strategy didn’t work at all. Donald was smoking twice as many Lights and spending double the money!
Bring in good old Marty. Another Saturday of Call of Duty but this time Marty brought a new contraption. An 18650 mechanical mod topped with an RDA built to .3 ohms. Marty bought the mod at a B/M when he went in to inquire about e-cigs. Marty handed the Mod to Donald and his eyes lit up!
He examined the RDA, the Mod, the coils, everything. Then he took a hit. The pure flavor explosion, delectable scent, and lung expansion sent Donald into euphoric convulsions. After coming back into his body, Donald shut down the game and demanded to be taken to the vape shop at once!
The vape store was like Disneyland for Donald, he couldn’t wait to start building his own coils! After deciding on his setup, Donald made the leap into the world of vaping. He grabbed his bag and on the way out he noticed a flyer for a Vape Meet. He asked the store manager what a vape meet was and decided he had to attend.
Marty said he had to work that day, but the manager reminded him that this was the Biggest Vape Meet EVER! Ever! ever! The word echoed in Donald’s ears like the sound of a harp strummed by a fallen angel. He knew he had to be there even if it meant going to a social event, Alone.
As most vapers do, Donald named his mod. He called her Christine because he loves Stephen King and he had a crush on Christine Harris in pre-school. Armed with Christine, Donald headed to the Biggest Vape Meet EVER! Ever! ever! The echoing again. Donald gave Christine a kiss that only true drama fans could appreciate and hit the gas!
The gas? Donald saw that the Low Fuel light was on, and he thought he had at least 40 miles of petrol to go. So he decided to get gas on the way home. He arrived at the Vape Meet and the butterflies began to flutter in his stomach. The last time he was this excited he was striking his Bass Drum with surgical precision.
Donald was greeted at the door by two beautiful young e-juice models who offered him a sample of their wares. Donald beamed with acceptance and gladly sampled the juice which was extremely delicious! They told Donald to check their booth if he wanted to buy a bottle and Donald dashed in to the Meet.
Clouds were billowing everywhere. Booths of e-juice vendors lined every square foot of the auditorium. Donald grabbed a flyer from a table he was next to and saw that it contained the Order of Events. He saw that there was going to be a Cloud Competition and he wanted in.
Even Marty was impressed with his ability to create immaculate builds that produced plumes of vapor. And Donald entered the competition. With Christine loaded with Max VG juice Donald blew the biggest cloud of the night and won the Grand Prize! He had never received such praise and attention! He felt like a rock star, like Neil Peart!
The event promoter quickly grabbed Donald to ask how he was able to create such tremendous vapor. Donald explained that God gifted him with an abnormally small left hand which helped him build intricate coils that larger handed vapers can’t. Astonished by the answer the promoter invited Donald to meet some of the Event Girls and some of the top juice makers in the V.I.P. Lounge.
Time flew by and Donald bought an ipv3, a new RDA, 4 MOJO batteries, a new charger, and $113 worth of e-juice. And he had a cheesesteak for $10! What a night! Donald received business cards, phone numbers, and he might even have a date with an Event Girl next week! Donald was on cloud nine. Vaping had truly changed his life!
He grabbed his bounty and headed back to his car and was immediately reminded that he needed to get gas. Uh-Oh. In the euphoria of the Meet, Donald spent every penny he had to his name. His Credit Card was already maxed because of his last visit to the Vape Store.
He gave Christine a congratulatory kiss and started toward home. The car was doing fine but within 5 minutes the sputtering began. 1 minute later, Donald, Christine, and his bounty were on the side of the road out of gas.
He couldn’t call Marty because he was working Graveyard and he didn’t have any other friends. Dejected, Donald grabbed his belongings and started walking down the road towards home. The thoughts of the Meet kept running through his mind and the sting of the wind was dicing his nose. He wanted to cry because of his financial foolishness. Then he heard it!
Three Event Girls hopped out of a car that had stopped behind Donald while he was walking. They grabbed him and gave him a ride to get gas and his car. No one had ever been so nice to him, surely no one as beautiful as these girls. They invited him to their after party at a hotel downtown and insisted that the Cloud King keep them company.
Donald left Christine in the car.
Marty has not heard from him in two weeks.
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