For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for September 13, 2016

Oh, the joys of smoldering tobacco in a public place.

The joy of mutual toxic air. Carcinogens away!

Just another reason “The good old days” were not so much.

Not only would I not be in there, I would not allow you into my home if you came from there. I refuse to put up with that stench.

Amazing how penetrating that smell is. I can tell which ones of my students’ parents smoke, because the smell is in the kid’s clothes, the paper of the books, everywhere.

You’d be changing clothes in the garage, putting them right in the washer, and heading for the shower.

Ahhh the good old days. Even when I used to smoke I hated smoke filled rooms.

I live near a small casino that has filters for the cigarette smoke. I can still smell the smoke on my clothes if I spend even an hour over there. It takes a couple of days to air out.

In college in the late ’60s, I rode the bus home from school frequently. I had a corduroy jacket I wore in cooler weather. I can remember getting off the bus one time and it looked like my coat was smoldering after it had picked up so much smoke from the smokers on the bus. Took several days to air it out.

Smoking is disgusting, sure, but it’s worse than that. Smoking (lung cancer) killed my mother.

I have actually heard that smokers don’t care for other people’s second hand smoke! Go figure.

cough cough

I started smoking a a very early age – filching the odd Camel from my Dad’s pack.I never knew how my mother ( a non-smoker ) always knew I’d been smoking, until many years later, when I quit, and realized what a stench cigarette smoke left on my clothing.

After I’d quit, my wife always knew when I’d stopped for an adult beverage at the neighborhood watering hole. Smoking was still allowed in the bars in those days and it really was the last bastion of cigarette smokers. My clothes always gave me away !.

It didn’t bother me ( then ) that other people smoked around me but .the longer I was smoke free, the more second hand smoke did start to affect me. I haven’t smoked tobacco for 31 years and I don’t think I’d last 5 minutes in a smokey Bingo Parlor or Casino.

I lived in Spain for a couple of years recently and there was always a crowd of smokers right outside every building including the grocery store. We also wanted to eat outside on the patios at restaurants, but we were always overtaken by smokers. Disgusting.

My daughter tended bar during college, She would come home and her husband would say, “put your tip money down and go take a shower” she said if she rubbed a tissue against her face it would come away black.

I remember helping my Grandmother, a smoker, clean her apartment many years ago. I was washing the inside of the windows and brown stuff (tobacco residue) was coming off on the cloth. My boyfriend Ron commented, “That stuff is building up in her lungs!” She eventually died following a stroke, which may have been tobacco triggered. I have never felt ANY desire to smoke!

Remember all the airline stewardesses that died from breathing all that second hand smoke from passengers?

You folks are the most JUDGEMENTAL people I’ve ever seen! I never smoked a day in my life, but if someone else wants to smoke, I have NO PROBLEM with it. Both my mom and dad smoked in the house, car, public places … everyone did back in the 60’s and 70’s, etc. Personally, I miss the 60’s and 70’s.

i would never go there for sure. yuck.

Ewwww NASTY!

Night-Gaunt49Nicotine is the hardest narcotic known, but uses a weak delivery system because mainlining virtually assures an overdose. It can also kill transcutaneously and in a smoker, would be undetected. Yet, it gets a government subsidy!

Which is one reason most bingo halls in this part of the world are smoke-free.