RE: Ask a smoker
June 3, 2015 at 1:29 pm
(This post was last modified: June 3, 2015 at 1:30 pm by vorlon13.)
A few anecdotes:
was around a young man the other day who asked for permission to smoke in my presence. We were outdoors. (I found it funny, but damn, do I look that old now to command respect of young whippersnappers ?)
there is a 12 Steppers meeting I very occasionally attend and it is almost required the attendees be smokers. They've even put the non-smoking section immediately in front of the exhaust fan to draw all the smoke to the non-smokers. It's pretty funny. Building is privately owned, AFAIK, it will be smoking required forever.
A woman in the HIV buddy program I helped ran out of money (and therefore cigarettes) and resorted to prostitution to get ciggie money. Wound up in prison for criminal transmission of HIV and no ciggies at all for a very long time.
My aunt had a massive stroke (from smoking) years ago. Upon regaining limited consciousness months later, about the only thing she could communicate was her desire for a smoke. Unfortunately, we are all cruel bastards and she went 8 years in convalescent home without a single cigarette. She was a little mean to me a few times when I was growing up, so I never felt any motivation to get her a nicotine fix.
I bought a priest I didn't like a carton of Marlboro's many years ago, and prayed sincerely the one cigarette that would kill him was in the carton.
Charlie (and old boyfriend I still like) sent me out for Parliaments several times. I still feel a twinge when I see them at WalMart.
I have smoked less than 10 cigarettes in y entire life. 5 in one night, and I became violently ill. I was trying to impress a guy. I don't think my vomiting helped impress him too much, but I still got laid.
One guy in Milwaukee put out a cigarette on my leg. I wasn't too happy about that, and didn't see him anymore.
Even on the SHORTEST errands, even a block or 2, Tracy HAD to light a cigarette in my '84 Mustang.
I talked another BF, John, into quitting smoking. He was still psycho after he quit though, it didn't help at all. His ex-wife was POd he quit for me but not her.
was around a young man the other day who asked for permission to smoke in my presence. We were outdoors. (I found it funny, but damn, do I look that old now to command respect of young whippersnappers ?)
there is a 12 Steppers meeting I very occasionally attend and it is almost required the attendees be smokers. They've even put the non-smoking section immediately in front of the exhaust fan to draw all the smoke to the non-smokers. It's pretty funny. Building is privately owned, AFAIK, it will be smoking required forever.
A woman in the HIV buddy program I helped ran out of money (and therefore cigarettes) and resorted to prostitution to get ciggie money. Wound up in prison for criminal transmission of HIV and no ciggies at all for a very long time.
My aunt had a massive stroke (from smoking) years ago. Upon regaining limited consciousness months later, about the only thing she could communicate was her desire for a smoke. Unfortunately, we are all cruel bastards and she went 8 years in convalescent home without a single cigarette. She was a little mean to me a few times when I was growing up, so I never felt any motivation to get her a nicotine fix.
I bought a priest I didn't like a carton of Marlboro's many years ago, and prayed sincerely the one cigarette that would kill him was in the carton.
Charlie (and old boyfriend I still like) sent me out for Parliaments several times. I still feel a twinge when I see them at WalMart.
I have smoked less than 10 cigarettes in y entire life. 5 in one night, and I became violently ill. I was trying to impress a guy. I don't think my vomiting helped impress him too much, but I still got laid.
One guy in Milwaukee put out a cigarette on my leg. I wasn't too happy about that, and didn't see him anymore.
Even on the SHORTEST errands, even a block or 2, Tracy HAD to light a cigarette in my '84 Mustang.
I talked another BF, John, into quitting smoking. He was still psycho after he quit though, it didn't help at all. His ex-wife was POd he quit for me but not her.
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