I hate it when people are smoking around me...

When I was growing up, the house was full of ashtrays. The bean bag type, the pedestal type, the glass type with 4 corners to lay your cigarette.
My mother lived on cigarettes and coffee and died of cancer in 1970.

I remember telling someone in the house to "smoke elsewhere" which they found cute and funny since i was a little kid. But I was serious!

People in the movies were always seen smoking and having a drink as soon as they arrived home.
 
While I am drinking Gasoline. Very inconsiderate.
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When I was growing up, the house was full of ashtrays. The bean bag type, the pedestal type, the glass type with 4 corners to lay your cigarette.
My mother lived on cigarettes and coffee and died of cancer in 1970.

I remember telling someone in the house to "smoke elsewhere" which they found cute and funny since i was a little kid. But I was serious!

People in the movies were always seen smoking and having a drink as soon as they arrived home.
...and they still have everyone drinnking alcohol the second they walk through the door...

Both my parents smoked.. a pack a day..neither died of cancer....

They didn't smoke anwhere else other than the livingroom, altho' that wasn't good at least there was no smoking in a kitchen or bedrooms...

I remember these type of ashtrays in the house very well...

WE kids had the job of emptying the bottom ashtray... it stunk to high heaven.. and some of the cigarette butts would be stuck in the neck.. and we'd have to use a knitting needle to unblock it...

the red one was the same as the one that sat in our fireplace next to my mother's armchair

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...and they still have everyone drinnking alcohol the second they walk through the door...

Both my parents smoked.. a pack a day..neither died of cancer....

They didn't smoke anwhere else other than the livingroom, altho' that wasn't good at least there was no smoking in a kitchen or bedrooms...

I remember these type of ashtrays in the house very well...

WE kids had the job of emptying the bottom ashtray... it stunk to high heaven.. and some of the cigarette butts would be stuck in the neck.. and we'd have to use a knitting needle to unblock it...

the red one was the same as the one that sat in our fireplace next to my mother's armchair

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We had something like this with a glass ashtray insert. I used to pretend that the glass part was one of those little kid circular rides at an amusement park.


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I wear perfume most days I could never wear cheap perfume, I would choke on it myself...

I cannot stand the smell of cigarette smoke... even worse if someone blow it directly at me and I swallow it...*ugh* :sick:

Strangely I don't mind the smell of pipe smokers as much
 
Well, there is 2 sides to every story. I grew up with many European smokers so I was already smoking before I smoked if you could imagine. Sure, enough my husband and I started the habit as well. We don't mind being around other folk's smoke. What's funny to us is we had our honeymoon at a place called Monterey, CA. Just down the road was Carmel, CA. The people were so damned uppity in Carmel they would look at us in disgust even if we weren't smoking as we're just plain, down to Earth folks.

Well one day we were on Ocean Ave and were courteous enough to go outside and smoke even though it was still allowed to smoke inside some establishments. The people outside would wave their hands below their noses, look at us as we were just a disgusting people. On purpose we'd blow smoke right in front of them on the pathway just to make them have a cow. The stogies were especially large when it came to blooms of smoke. We reflect and still laugh at the other people's gestures and reactions. You don't like it? Get out of the way.
 


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