Belle and I were talking about cigarette cases yesterday. After I had a pack come completely apart through a combination of sweat and getting caught in a rain shower, I was bemoaning the sorry state of a common cigarette box. (Yeah, yeah, I know all about the dangers of tobacco use. Don't go there.)
I reminisced about the cigarette cases we used to buy in the PX, back when I was a young shavetail, and how they kept the cigarettes dry and crush-free. In tanks, it's a by-God, absolute specification to have something that is crush-free. She told me to go look at the tobacco shop and see what was available, so this morning, while running errands, I stopped at the tobacconist.
As it turns out, there are a selection of nice, hard plastic everyday cigarette cases available. So, I bought three as a sampling. The one on the left is bedazzled, and I can't see myself using it. The one in the middle is a flip-top, with a brand name on it. The one on the right is remarkably like the ones I used in the Army, although it cost a bit more than the 50 cents we'd pay for them at the PX.
It's amazing what you can find when you go out looking for it.