It occured to me the other day the privelage that smokers have of littering wherever they damn well please. Parking lots, street corners, the floor, yards, anywhere their hearts content!! It must be great to be a smoker and have these rights permanently granted to you the day you light up that stick of carcinogens. So go ahead and trash the streets with the lovely white and brown butts of a cigarette. Have fun! Be creative! It makes our city look so beautiful. Thank you.
agreed... I've seen smokers dump out their whole ashtray out their door while waiting at a traffic light!
I no longer smoke ( thank God ) but I would like to apologize for the 69,350 butts ( give or take 20,000 ) I have left around the world.
You're quite welcome! I doubt that *** butts account for a majority of the trash on the streets though. I've seen cars throw beer bottles, bags, and other goodies on the roads.
But with what frequency are cigarette butts thrown on the road in comparison to beer bottles, bags and other goodies? Exactly.
I asked a smoker once how he gets off flicking his cigarette butt out the car window whenever he finishes versus extinguishing it in his car ash tray and disposing of the contents of the ash tray properly later. Not only is this a fire hazard in some situations but it is also littering. His response was he doesn't want to smell up his car. I was like WTF?!?!?....you and your car already smell like a freaking burnt cigarette. I think smokers have a responsibility to properly dispose of cigarette butts but, instead, their littered all up and down streets everywhere. I wouldn't look at smokers with disgust if they didn't litter their cigarette butts everywhere just as long as their not huffing and puffing near me. We used to have parties where the person hosting would put out ashtrays and request people use and extinguish their cigarette butts in the ashtray. Then, at the end of the night, a lot of the cigarette butts would be put out on the wood deck and the ash trays would be practically empty.
I hate it when people do that -- I've always wanted to walk up to someone at a light, pick up that cigarette butt and ask him if he dropped something.
Did any of you guys with infants know that if one of the parents smoke cigarettes, the mear smell of it on your clothes or on the hair of you body causes ear infections?? Learned that the hard way. Gives me the biggest incentive to stop.
If you ever want to really know how disgusting smoke smells, work in a bar. You won't really feel it at work. But when you get home...yuech. I used to shower every night, just to get the smell out of my hair, and afterwards my clothes would just reek up a room.
I don't know the answer to that question. Do you? What are we talking about here? Sheer volume of trash? If so, 20 butts equals what? Half of a bottle of beer? Exactly....what?
Excellent point about flicking them out of cars. I was driving down I-35 in Austin several years back (after I had just bought my new car) with the top down in my convertible. A guy in front of me flicked his cig butt out the window and it landed on the passenger seat next to me! I got so pissed I started following this jackass. I took out a scrap of paper and wrote "Here's your butt back you *******" and put the note and butt in an empty water bottle. I pulled up alongside him and tossed it in his car (his back window was open). Magically, inertia did not effect it too bad and it landed in his backseat. Don't **** with a man driving his first brand new car.
My dad was forced to quit cold turkey the day I was born. I have so much respect for him for doing that.
I remember sitting at a blackjack table in Vegas with a group of friends and having a conversation with a couple of people next to us. Then one of their friends showed up and started smoking. The smoker was seated in the path of wind coming from the Casino's doors. As a result, the smoke was blowing straight in the dealer's face and in our faces as well. It was very annoying. My contacts react very poorly to smoke, and typically if someone at the table that I'm at starts smoking, I just leave. This case here was so flagrant that I had to say something. I politely asked him to put out his cigarette because it was making several of us uncomfortable. To my surprise, the people who he was friends with told him, "NO, don't put it out, you have the right to smoke." These were the same people I was having a pleasant conversation with earlier. Little did they know, they were messing with The_Conquistador. I'm thinking...yes he has the right to smoke, but no he does not have the right to damage my health, irritate my eyes, or inconvenience me. Psychological warfare soon followed. Tempers flared (on their side of course, meanwhile I chuckled), and they ended up leaving the table in a humiliated rage. The dealer thanked me and we resumed gambling. CIGARETTE EXTINGUISHED
there's nothing like anticipating a makeout session with some hot chick only to be greeted with the wretched taste of an ashtray.
I have turned several 'hot' chicks down because they smoked. Didn't when I was a teen, but since then, it's an absolute deal breaker.