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.
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.
After having to stroll through the smoking section none the less
Counter point- I miss being able to smoke in bars
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.
I served at a restaurant that had this. Not only was the entire dining room a de-facto smoking area, despite the zoning, but it mattered for nothing if your section was smoking or not. Between the constant smell of fry grease and cigarettes, I wanted to burn my uniform after every shift. And since I was depending on a low paying job, guess how often laundry happened? :(
PSA: Tipping culture is a problem, but so are server wages. Please help 'em out; their job is miserable.
I can smell this picture.
All the glass ashtrays are like 10% lead too.
that’s why they are delicious
May as well sprinkle a little lead induced brain damage on top of the lung cancer.
Licking restaurant ashtrays is just what we kids did back then. We didn’t know any better!
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.
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.
Oh the good old days, where the doctor telling my dad to stop smoking while he’s smoking 😅
Nothing like Arby’s and a live one
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.)
Hotel ones with hotel ice buckets, too.
Those little tin Burger King ones were peak.
