I remember boarding a short regional flight in northern Ontario in the mid 80s. We were placed in a non-smoking section, while the row behind us was smoking. I remember seeing those little ashtray drawers on every seat and every single one no matter smoking or non smoking had cigarette butts and ash in them.
And wherever you walked, malls, stores, grocery stores, banks, schools, hospitals, banquets, dinners, gatherings … everywhere, anywhere … someone or a few people were smoking.
People were considered weird or rude or just plain stupid if they asked someone not to smoke in public.
When I was a kid I was in the school band, and for one or two of our performances at Christmas we actually had to go out of our way to ask the people we were playing for not to smoke during the performances.
AND WE WERE SECONDARY SCHOOL KIDS!!! (11 - 16) I mean for the love of god we were children, and musicians at that, and still adults thought it was fine to smoke in front of us., in enclosed rooms.
I remember being in high school in the early 90s and a friend of mine and I snuck into one of the local bars one Friday night.
It was far scarier than wandering into Mordor. There was so much noise you couldn’t hear anyone … which always confused me because people were having conversations with one another. Dark and dim because the walls were black, the floor was black with dirt and beer, the ceiling was black and the furniture was black. The only light you could see was the bar and the band playing loud shitty music.
And smoke, so much smoke that you could swear the place was on fire. So much smoke you got high on the smoke in the air. Smoke so thick you couldn’t see ten feet in front of you. And in the smoke you saw ghouls, goblins, orks, giants, witches and warlocks speaking in weird tongues you couldn’t understand. The only way to survive in there was to be drunk out of your mind.
I remember boarding a short regional flight in northern Ontario in the mid 80s. We were placed in a non-smoking section, while the row behind us was smoking. I remember seeing those little ashtray drawers on every seat and every single one no matter smoking or non smoking had cigarette butts and ash in them.
And wherever you walked, malls, stores, grocery stores, banks, schools, hospitals, banquets, dinners, gatherings … everywhere, anywhere … someone or a few people were smoking.
People were considered weird or rude or just plain stupid if they asked someone not to smoke in public.
When I was a kid I was in the school band, and for one or two of our performances at Christmas we actually had to go out of our way to ask the people we were playing for not to smoke during the performances.
AND WE WERE SECONDARY SCHOOL KIDS!!! (11 - 16) I mean for the love of god we were children, and musicians at that, and still adults thought it was fine to smoke in front of us., in enclosed rooms.
I remember being in high school in the early 90s and a friend of mine and I snuck into one of the local bars one Friday night.
It was far scarier than wandering into Mordor. There was so much noise you couldn’t hear anyone … which always confused me because people were having conversations with one another. Dark and dim because the walls were black, the floor was black with dirt and beer, the ceiling was black and the furniture was black. The only light you could see was the bar and the band playing loud shitty music.
And smoke, so much smoke that you could swear the place was on fire. So much smoke you got high on the smoke in the air. Smoke so thick you couldn’t see ten feet in front of you. And in the smoke you saw ghouls, goblins, orks, giants, witches and warlocks speaking in weird tongues you couldn’t understand. The only way to survive in there was to be drunk out of your mind.