Welcome To Mystickal Tymes

A few years ago, I explored types of incense other than incense sticks and cones. I wanted the loose kind. The kind used in cathedrals. The kind that's spooned onto a charcoal disc that looks like an Oreo cookie. I ordered a bunch of sample packets online - Frankincense, dragon's blood, and even something called cathedral blend. Filled the house with oily milky yellow-white smoke. Sickly sweet, and great.

Then I saw online that Samhain incense was a variety that was actually sold and knew I had to own it. I didn't want to wait to have it delivered so I decided to go for a drive to a small town of shops that I thought might carry it. It was a good distance so I made a day of it. When I got there, I looked around a tiny shop called Mystickal Tymes, loaded with statues and books and incense and candles. I saw containers of the cool loose incense behind the counter and figured I'd ask the guy working the store if he happened to have any Samhain incense available. I even pronounced it the proper "Sow-in" way - figured I'd let him know I was respectful of his trade and lifestyle (he was in a black leather cloak and had thin pruned so-black-they-were-purple eyebrows).

Me: "Do you have any Samhain incense?"
Him: "Why would I? It's not Samhain. It's not even September! I swear...you people..."
Me: "But I..."
Him: "Would you ask for a Christmas tree in July?"
Me: "Well, no..."
Him: "Then why would I have Samhain incense made NOW?"
Me: "Oh. Sorry."
Him: [Silence]