Whenever older folks tell me they want to return to what the U.S. was like I think about the times I had to ask for a non-smoking table only to wait an extra 10 minutes just to sit somewhere where I could still smell the sweet aroma of stale cigarettes like a pound of ash that was fermented with moldy potatoes being stuffed up my nostrils.
Somehow underselling how much it sucked.
Or actually sitting in the smoking section because your folks are smokers. Blech!
That smell gets on everything.
Every once in a while I remember that people could smoke on airplanes and trains and I am so thankful that that fucking bullshit is over. My god, that was some awful shit.
I still remember a Burger King with smoking and non-smoking seating areas. As if anything ever kept the smoke on the smoking side of the room.
There used to be smoking and non-smoking sections on airplanes.
I can smell this picture.
I remember siting down at fast food restaurants and playing with the little free matchbook sitting in the ashtray.
(Playing meaning reading it and looking at it, I would have been throttled right there if I tried to light one of the matches.)
And nothing of value was lost.
Yeah, we did a lot of stealing back then. Ashtrays, glasses, towels. Steal steal steal.
Cigarettes still suck. I would never talk to strangers but I’m pointing it out to them if I see them throwing cigarette butts.
Stolen ashtrays etc. was almost free marketing distribution.
Nana had a bunch of ash trays from Vegas casinos. They were much classier that these things. And I seriously doubt she ever ate at any of these places in her life.
But those casinos stank just as bad, because stale cigarette smoke out-ranks cheap food
I had some of those, plus the disposable gold foil ones from McDonald’s.
Arby’s twice
Nothing like Arby’s and a live one
Bottom-left on every scavenger hunt.
All the glass ashtrays are like 10% lead too.
that’s why they are delicious
Thank fuck smoking indoors in public spaces has been banned in Brazil since 1997, I can’t stand the smell
Reading the headline: Oh bullshit
Seeing the picture: Oh, OK, yes
I would never do you wrong.
Got to camp today and pulled out a thing my wife found. 1980’s ashtray from a San Francisco bar. Had a solid laugh about your post. (I put my .22 rounds in it while I shoot.)
