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[–] [email protected] 21 points 2 days ago (1 children)

I remember my parents having guests. Everyone smoking.

There was so much smoke that it pushed the clean air down and made a distinct separation.

There was about 2 feet of clear air at the floor.

[–] SendMePhotos 9 points 1 day ago

I actually miss bar fog

[–] [email protected] 12 points 1 day ago (4 children)

Still that way when I was a baby in the 90s, and when my niece/nephew were coming up in the early 2000s their mom would smoke while nursing them

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[–] Illogicalbit 11 points 1 day ago

A friend of mine tells a funny story about how shortly after seatbelts became mandatory, he was jumping around in the front seat of his mom’s car while driving and she asked him several times to belt up.

Being a kid, he refused and finally she tapped the brakes. He does this hilarious impression of eating the dashboard and needles to say he started wearing the seatbelt from then on.

[–] itsnotits 13 points 2 days ago

in the '70s/'80s*

[–] ikidd 7 points 1 day ago

I remember my mom pushing me into the footwell when we were about to hit the ditch in a snowstorm, of course I wasn't wearing my lap belt, I mean, who did?

I wouldn't ride with her for a week after that, she was quite offended.

[–] kSPvhmTOlwvMd7Y7E 3 points 1 day ago (2 children)

Why is he holding his leg on the table like this

[–] [email protected] 4 points 1 day ago

"Clevon Little voice"

That's not his leg...

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[–] rigatti 8 points 1 day ago

You can probably just replace "nobody" with "everybody"

[–] [email protected] 21 points 2 days ago (1 children)

Straight up my parents did this all the way into the early 2000s

They really didn't give a fuck about other people

[–] BonesOfTheMoon 15 points 2 days ago

I was thinking the other day about how in my 80s childhood that we were taught to avoid "dirty old men". Like nobody did anything about men preying on children, they just told you to avoid them. We had a neighbour growing up who had lost his teaching job for exposing himself to his students, and he also exposed himself to several other people in the neighbourhood, and did a lot of other creepy antisocial things (like abduct my cat and dump her outside of town, or put a sandwich bag over her head), and yet I was sent to piano lessons with his wife, where sometimes he would wander into the room in his underwear. If that was someone today he'd be on a sex offender list and in jail, but my parents thought it would be rude not to send me there for lessons.

We also had a guy who roamed around naked in the woodlot behind the grade school. I thought it was an urban legend and then I saw him myself one day when I was crossing the bridge overhead.

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[–] [email protected] 17 points 2 days ago (1 children)

I don't think we could have made the progress with smoking in the US now like we did back then. Would have turned into a partisan issue about freedoms and all that.

[–] [email protected] 19 points 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago) (1 children)

Oh, there were plenty of people throwing a fit about it back in the 90s too. The only difference is no one had social media to go find one another and rile each other up. The few foaming at the month couldn't shout loud enough. You should have heard my bio dad at the time frothing he couldn't walk into the grocery with a lit cigarette. Apparently the communists had won.

[–] [email protected] 15 points 2 days ago

They did have Rush Limbaugh crowing about smoking bans, but the lung cancer that eventually killed him makes it harder to take his advice

[–] [email protected] 12 points 2 days ago (1 children)

My parents ,much of my family, as well as most of their friends smoked indoors, in their cars, and even in restaurants. Despite living in near poverty for parts of my childhood, they chain smoked cartons of cigarettes a week. Must have been expensive.

I wish I could say that they stopped smoking, but no. The worst part for them isn't even the fact that they know that it has taken at least a decade or more off their lives. It's the realization at how much they are missing out on near the end of their lives and how difficult it is living with debilitating health issues from smoking. They simply cannot do what other people their age take for granted.

And to the title of the post: Yes, I was the kid in the car while my parents chain smoked cigarettes. Sometimes they rolled the windows down, though I'm not sure if that was better since it meant the ashes and red hot "cherry" would inevitably come flying back in and smack me in the face.

[–] BonesOfTheMoon 12 points 2 days ago (1 children)

Remember how everything smelled like cigarettes? Like that was the smell of the 80s.

[–] [email protected] 7 points 1 day ago* (last edited 1 day ago)

Where I live, the indoor smoking bans started in the early 2000s. Before then, people that went to bars and clubs ended the night smelling like cigarette smoke whether they themselves were smokers or not. Sometimes even eating out at a restaurant would leave you smelling like a smoker. Back in those days, though, I was still so used to it that dealing with it was second nature.

For most of my life the smell didn't really bother me, but I've found that within the past 5 years or so it does.

As a child, I guess I just grew up with it, so it didn't bug me much. I hated being teased about it at school, which was a regular thing. I also used to hate how the tar would build up on the walls of our house to the point where it would form tear-like patterns. My parents kept an otherwise reasonably clean and tidy house, but for some reason THAT didn't bother them, so periodically I'd spend a few hours scrubbing our walls to get rid of the stains and cut down on the smell a bit.

[–] [email protected] 14 points 2 days ago
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