Today, almost every business is "smoke free". Back in the early eighties, when I was in college, it seemed as if every club not only had "smokers", but as if every club and bar had some gynormous tobacco smoke generator that pumped smoke through the HVAC system of the establishment. The morning after visiting such a business, my clothes, hair, etc., reeked of smoke. I never went to that many clubs (growing up in a "dry" county), but if I did and ever had a headache the next morning, I blamed the smoke. I try to avoid it nowadays.
I smoked from 16 until I gave it up in 1984. I can't understand how I was able to have girlfriends back when I smoked two and three packs a day, unfiltered Camels at first, ending up with filtered Marlboros when I quit. Quitting was one of the best moves I've ever made. And smoking on commercial airliners back when you could even smoke cigars if you wanted. That had to have been a nightmare for someone sitting next to me on the plane, even though we weren't crammed together quite as badly as passengers were the last time I flew commercial (2000).
I remember back in the eighties when we could smoke on airplanes. The captain turned off the 'no smoking' light we all lit up. Of course, smokers had to sit in the back of the plane. Likewise, restaurants began splitting smokers and non-smokers back then too. I'm working on 5 months now of non smoking. Saved me a fortune in pocket money. I remember the old but no forgotten Shakey's Pizza sign: "If you put your cigarette out in our pizza pans, Shakey's will serve your pizza in an ash tray."
I cannot remember the last time I flew, but the planes still had ashtrays in the armrests (probably 2005 give or take a few years). It seemed when I was growing up the entire adult population smoked. My mother and daddy both smoked in those days. On a road trip to anywhere, there us kids would be in some land yacht cruising at 70 plus mph with all four windows rolled up and the younger passengers choking on second-hand smoke. My aunts and uncles smoked. My cousins smoked. My grandmother on my daddy's side smoked like a chimney`. Not only did she smoke, but she chewed tobacco, dipped snuff with a blackgum twig in her mouth to brush her teeth, she smoked a pipe, and I kid-you-not, she also drank a half-a-pint of whiskey every night after 1982 until she died at 92 three years ago. She had all thirty-two teeth and had only ever had one cavity and two crown and she was in her late eighties when that was done. Her teeth were beautiful and her dentist was in awe. She smoked three to four packs a day in the forties, fifties, sixties, and switched to filtered cigs in the seventies and eighties and nineties finally quitting in around 2007. She had dipped snuff since the age of six. She was a very strong woman of good pioneer stock. I miss that woman, but not the smokey smell. LOL!
Tobacco breath is just awful - for me, it's a deal breaker .
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ReplyDeleteI smoked from 16 until I gave it up in 1984. I can't understand how I was able to have girlfriends back when I smoked two and three packs a day, unfiltered Camels at first, ending up with filtered Marlboros when I quit. Quitting was one of the best moves I've ever made. And smoking on commercial airliners back when you could even smoke cigars if you wanted. That had to have been a nightmare for someone sitting next to me on the plane, even though we weren't crammed together quite as badly as passengers were the last time I flew commercial (2000).
ReplyDeleteI remember back in the eighties when we could smoke on airplanes. The captain turned off the 'no smoking' light we all lit up. Of course, smokers had to sit in the back of the plane. Likewise, restaurants began splitting smokers and non-smokers back then too.
ReplyDeleteI'm working on 5 months now of non smoking. Saved me a fortune in pocket money. I remember the old but no forgotten Shakey's Pizza sign: "If you put your cigarette out in our pizza pans, Shakey's will serve your pizza in an ash tray."
I cannot remember the last time I flew, but the planes still had ashtrays in the armrests (probably 2005 give or take a few years). It seemed when I was growing up the entire adult population smoked. My mother and daddy both smoked in those days. On a road trip to anywhere, there us kids would be in some land yacht cruising at 70 plus mph with all four windows rolled up and the younger passengers choking on second-hand smoke. My aunts and uncles smoked. My cousins smoked. My grandmother on my daddy's side smoked like a chimney`. Not only did she smoke, but she chewed tobacco, dipped snuff with a blackgum twig in her mouth to brush her teeth, she smoked a pipe, and I kid-you-not, she also drank a half-a-pint of whiskey every night after 1982 until she died at 92 three years ago. She had all thirty-two teeth and had only ever had one cavity and two crown and she was in her late eighties when that was done. Her teeth were beautiful and her dentist was in awe. She smoked three to four packs a day in the forties, fifties, sixties, and switched to filtered cigs in the seventies and eighties and nineties finally quitting in around 2007. She had dipped snuff since the age of six. She was a very strong woman of good pioneer stock. I miss that woman, but not the smokey smell. LOL!
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