How am I defining “snuff-mishap?”  I’m not!  You decide what it means, and please feel free to describe your worst snuff mishap, or mishaps.

I"ll start with what happened today.  I was working very hard today at work, framing a house.  Lots of physical activity, moving around, etc.  When I went to lunch and pulled out my money to pay, it was strangely brown.  Looked like I had gotten a whole bunch of dirt in my pocket or something.  I didn’t really investigate further.  When I got home, I sat down to have some snuff and relax.  I reached in my pocket, and the little metal pill bottle filled with Viking Dark had no lid!  I pulled it out, and it was empty.  But my pocket was far from empty.  I had a pocket full of Viking Dark, and everything in my pocket was encrusted with it… change, bills, receipts, keys, bills…everything.

Anyhow…if you have a snuff mishap, share it.  :-)

Mark

I work 12 hour night shifts in a hospital and keep it discreet and constant, but one morning when I got home I noticed a big brown snot stain on the shoulder of my scrubs. Was such a zombie I didn’t even notice. No clue how long it was there. lol oh well not so discreet one night I guess.

I tend to put things in perspective. I also collect other forms of tobacco, such as snus, cigars, whole leaf tobacco and a considerable pipe tobacco cellar. I have lost several tins of Sir Walter Scott snuff to mold due to not knowing it should be refrigerated, but let it go, since the whole lot was worth as much as a single medium-tier premium cigar.

I have read enough horror stories of cigar collectors discovering that their entire humidor has been devoured by an outbreak of tobacco beetles (eggs may occur undetected in tobacco and hatch/spread when when temp/humidity arise for an extended period above 75/75). Thus, upwards of thousands of dollars of losses. Precious Cubans preserved for decades could be ruined by some recent acquisition from Honduras that only cost a couple bucks but happened to have beetle eggs.

Any mishap I’ve had has been on the level of that of member snuffsahoy, usually involving potentially embarrassing brown stains on clothing, or brown stuff on my nose or lip when I’m out in public. Due to some past experiences like that, I’ve been more likely to use snus when I go forth on errands etc

Oh hell, do not ask me about my adventure on the flight deck of the USS Enterprise (CVN 65) in the early seventies.  An entire, brand freaking new, tin of Dr. Rumney’s Mentholyptus seemed to vanish in an instant.  Jet wash is a flat bitch.

Nothing as romantic as @chefdaniel’s story. I once knocked a nearly full 25g tin of Wilsons #22 off the desk. It’s amazing how hard that is to clean up…

Just yesterday I was talking with two co workers and tried to take a rapid pinch from my Toque tin without noticing that in the heat of the conversation I produced the tin facing down. Unscrewed the tin and ended with a nice pile of Toque coke in the lid and part in my hand palm.

Anyway, no snuff lost as I went to the bathroom and managed to put most of it back in the tin, the rest I snuffed from my palm like a pig! :@) :))

Only had a few mishaps. One Toque tin opened upside down. Dumb dog knocked a nearly full 25 gram tin out of my hand. The worst wasn’t even my fault. Way back when I could get snuff shipped from the US based guys I had one shipment that got manhandled in transit. 3 different tins broke open and scattered throughout the box. The wife was very curious about why that box reeked so much more than others. 

I love the stories.  You guys reminded me of something dumb I did.

When I spoon onto the back of my hand, I hold the tin in the hand I’m snuffing from (left) and spoon with my other hand (right).  I usually take snuff from the flat meaty part of my hand behind the thumb, and as I rotated my hand to take the snuff, I dumped the tin of McChrystal’s Annisette I was holding onto the floor.  It was like those people who dump their drink when turning their hand to check their watch.

Another time, we were at a Cross Country meet that my son was running in, and it was cold out.  I had been snuffing, and the cold was making my nose run.  There were people everywhere.  My daughter looked at me with huge eyes, and said, “There’s brown stuff running out your nose!”  I had been running around for several minutes in this huge crowd with a big brown snuffy Hitler mustache.

Mark

Okay this is going to be awkward but who cares.
When I started snuffing and wasn’t accustomed to it, I tried out Poeschl Suedfrucht for the first time.
It made my nose run so bad that gallons of brown juice were coming out of it, I went to the bathroom to blow my nose in some toilet paper, since it was way too much for a hanky. 

While I did this, I suddenly had to sneeze extremely hard.

I threw the paper in the toilet, flushed and went back to the living room.

After a while, my girlfriend went to the bathroom and I just heard her screaming something like “What the F*ck?!”.

I went into the bathroom and saw her making a disgusted face, she pointed at some brown, slimy, dripping stain at eye level beside the bowl.

Apparently some of the Schmalzler hit the wall when I sneezed, or maybe I applied to much pressure blowing my nose, anyways it was a mess.

I don’t think she was happy with my explanation of what it was and how it got there, but I guess it was better than what she first thought it was.

(“It’s not shit! I swear! Look! it’s snuff! Here smell it!!” *girlfriend runs away crying as I chase her with toiletpaper full of brown goo*)

15 gram amber jar of Old Mill Alpine snuff opened in my pocket emptying almost half its contents. I actually consider this to be a very happy accident as I has been babying it quite a bit and this finally allowed me to dive in with both nostrils. I must have consumed 5-6 grams in the span of 3-4 hours pinching directly from my cargo shorts while sitting outside. This was a beautiful disaster and I regret nothing. It taught me to go on and enjoy the good snuff and not to treat it like some gilded prize.

@Michael, hahaha that is very funny!

My hope is people really open up, and we get stories that are just more and more horrible.  LOL.  

Mark

My girlfriend was introducing me to some of her coworkers, and they really wanted to chat!  Problem was, I had just taken a fat boxcar of Poschl Packard Club, it gave me a hefty front drip, and I had forgotten my damn hankie!  Sly sleeve swipes weren’t cutting it, and this was confirmed by my girlfriend in front of them.  “You have snuff coming out of your nose babe.”  She started wiping my nose for me.  Pretty embarrassing.  

I haven’t been snuffing long enough to have many significant mishaps yet.  I did lose a tap box of PG Apricot a few months ago when I noticed the side zipper on the front pocket of my canvas briefcase was undone. 

One other time I was taking a tin of Toque Pumpkin Pie with me on my lunchtime walk at work.  When I returned, I noticed the tin had fallen out of my pocket.   Retracing my route, I did find the tin in a parking lot but it was partially smashed - run over by a car.  Luckily it was still sealed so I was able to extract the contents and transfer to another empty tin.  Toque tins are like Timex watches … they can take a beating.

Hah @spyder you need to get that testimonial on Toque’s site.

In the few short years I’ve been snuffing only a few mishaps have happened. Sent a couple tins and tap boxes through the wash. Opening an upside down tin has happened more than a few times and I’ve fumbled a couple open tins while pinching. Nothing major or terribly interesting.

I spilled a tin or two and fell with a tin of Berwick Brown, completely smashing it.

My worst mishap with snuff was more of my own stupidity. I was going away for a week on short notice, looked in my bag and saw a couple of tins/tap boxes thinking I would be set - since I wouldn’t be able to get snuff at my destination (realistically you cannot buy it where I live, if you see it, it is really old). 

So there is was snuffing away enjoying myself with the tapbox from my pocket until it ran out. Went to my bag and the tins were all older empty ones I could have swore I replaced… There I was a week without snuff, or any other suitable substitute. I was not a happy camper.

A few days ago I had a bad hangover, so I spent the day on the couch with my girlfriends laptop, stupid youtube videos and a tin of HDT.

After a while I accidentally spilled about 5 grams on my shirt and was unable to get it back into the tin so… I was alone and started pinching directly from my shirt ( don’t judge me, the hangover was so bad, I felt mentally impaired and couldn’t convince myself to stand up from the sofa and clean everything).

I felt pretty good.

Well, when the girlfriend came home she found a laughing dude covered in snuff, all over his shirt and face, with her laptops keyboard covered in snuff, watching a video of a dressed up monkey with sunglasses walking around in slow motion. 

All I can tell you is that it won’t happen again !

Last weekend I spent a night watching movies with my brother, and of course binging on snuff all night long, with a range of over 15 varieties. At some point we felt hungry so I offered d to go to the kitchen and fetch us some snacks. On the way back, just entering the livingroom, my both hands busy holding the tray with food, I felt schmaltzer flavoured drips coming out of my nose. Couldn’t run, my brother was couchlocked unable to save me, so I asked him: would you like some soy sauce in your salad? He looked at me and started laughing, I said OK then, more for me, so I let the drips fall in my own bowl. I ate it with no disgust.

@Gilliat I thought my story was disgusting but you’re a savage, man!

Once I started smoking cigarettes before trying snuff.

My worst snuff mishap started when I could buy snuff on line. I went insane with the selection and had a hard time not wanting to buy them all.

 Poverty put an end to my problem or I still be chasing the latest and greatest.

 And most likely be stocking up on all the discontinued lines before they are gone for good.