I smoke. My partner smokes. Yes, it’s horrible for me, but I’m probably going to die at 60 anyway.
Neither of us smokes in the house. We don’t smoke in public around other people. The ashtray is emptied into a sealed can. Second-hand smoke stinks, and an ashtray smells even worse.
The problem isn’t smokers. The problem is inconsiderate assholes who don’t stop to consider how their actions impact other people. I like smoking, and I don’t want to smell the half-smoked cigarette you snuffed out and shoved back in the pack that’s reeking from your pants pocket.
I appreciate your consideration but if you smoke regularly, chances are you don’t truly realize how bad you smell and just how far the stench carries.
Also the argument of dying early is flawed. It’s not just about dying early, it’s about the quality of life you’ll face at the end of your life. I don’t mean to freak you out, but heavy smokers have a LOT of trouble doing anything physical in old age (climbing 10 stairs, standing up, walking a few steps, eating,…). I’ve seen firsthand how my grandpa that liked to take walks for hours a day went to basically disabled, in the timeframe of roughly ~15 years. All due to decreased lung capacity caused by smoking.
Surgical tech here. Almost every time we run into one of those “oh fuck our patient is about to die” moments, they’re either a smoker, obese, or both.
Even ignoring the lungs, smokers’ organs all look like shit. When we’re doing a laparoscopic case (tiny incisions, camera in the abdomen) the entire inside of their abdomen has this diseased yellow-brown hue compared to a non-smoker.
You do you, but I hope you realize that dying from smoking is usually less “sudden massive heart attack at 60” and more “drawn out emphysema until the sweet release of death at 60.”
Also, smokers mostly all smell no matter how they try to hide it.
genuinely good on you for thinking about your fellow humans - i appreciate it. however, smokers, after just having smoked, have a very strong cigarette smell that still lingers for at least half an hour, so even with that, it’s still easy to annoy people’s noses.
I’m mostly down to low level nicotine pouches these days without conscious effort. I’m the former two pack a day smoker who’s down to about a pack a week because of the bans and social stigma. I only smoke in my backyard, only in clothes dedicated to the activity, and empty my ashtrays into separate bags, outside.
I don’t carry cigarettes outside my property, and don’t go into public without a shower and fresh change of clothes.
I’m actually grateful for the cultural shift. It’s been good to me and for me without ever having that “I’m gonna quit any day now” struggle.
In spite of what little of the habit still lingers with me, it’s down far enough that I absolutely smell other smokers around me.
The next generation is never gonna know the question “smoking or non?”
All that said, I could not have imagined in the seventies that tobacco would be a social pariah, mostly illegal, and marijuana would be mostly legal and totally acceptable. The whole reality flipped!
I smoke. My partner smokes. Yes, it’s horrible for me, but I’m probably going to die at 60 anyway.
Neither of us smokes in the house. We don’t smoke in public around other people. The ashtray is emptied into a sealed can. Second-hand smoke stinks, and an ashtray smells even worse.
The problem isn’t smokers. The problem is inconsiderate assholes who don’t stop to consider how their actions impact other people. I like smoking, and I don’t want to smell the half-smoked cigarette you snuffed out and shoved back in the pack that’s reeking from your pants pocket.
I appreciate your consideration but if you smoke regularly, chances are you don’t truly realize how bad you smell and just how far the stench carries.
Also the argument of dying early is flawed. It’s not just about dying early, it’s about the quality of life you’ll face at the end of your life. I don’t mean to freak you out, but heavy smokers have a LOT of trouble doing anything physical in old age (climbing 10 stairs, standing up, walking a few steps, eating,…). I’ve seen firsthand how my grandpa that liked to take walks for hours a day went to basically disabled, in the timeframe of roughly ~15 years. All due to decreased lung capacity caused by smoking.
Surgical tech here. Almost every time we run into one of those “oh fuck our patient is about to die” moments, they’re either a smoker, obese, or both.
Even ignoring the lungs, smokers’ organs all look like shit. When we’re doing a laparoscopic case (tiny incisions, camera in the abdomen) the entire inside of their abdomen has this diseased yellow-brown hue compared to a non-smoker.
That shit REALLY fucks you up internally.
Hav u seen wot happens if de customer has been doing anodder tobacco, like snus for eksempel?
laparoscopic case (tiny incisions, camera in the abdomen)
Thbak u 🌜💥💥😻
I’m impressed you managed to translate an accent to text
English mate?
Sorry, English is not my mother tongue. Will use Google translate from this minute. Thbak you and papa bless
Papa bless.
It’s not nicotine that does it. Snus and vapes mostly ok.
Jävla Svenska
You do you, but I hope you realize that dying from smoking is usually less “sudden massive heart attack at 60” and more “drawn out emphysema until the sweet release of death at 60.”
Also, smokers mostly all smell no matter how they try to hide it.
It really doesn’t matter how you deal with it, anyone who gets near you can smell it
I can smell it when driving behind a car on the interstate with my windows up.
genuinely good on you for thinking about your fellow humans - i appreciate it. however, smokers, after just having smoked, have a very strong cigarette smell that still lingers for at least half an hour, so even with that, it’s still easy to annoy people’s noses.
I’m mostly down to low level nicotine pouches these days without conscious effort. I’m the former two pack a day smoker who’s down to about a pack a week because of the bans and social stigma. I only smoke in my backyard, only in clothes dedicated to the activity, and empty my ashtrays into separate bags, outside.
I don’t carry cigarettes outside my property, and don’t go into public without a shower and fresh change of clothes.
I’m actually grateful for the cultural shift. It’s been good to me and for me without ever having that “I’m gonna quit any day now” struggle.
In spite of what little of the habit still lingers with me, it’s down far enough that I absolutely smell other smokers around me.
The next generation is never gonna know the question “smoking or non?”
All that said, I could not have imagined in the seventies that tobacco would be a social pariah, mostly illegal, and marijuana would be mostly legal and totally acceptable. The whole reality flipped!