Also, car seats in the 70s:
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My boomer bitch ass parents used to complain about us needing a few minutes to strap a car seat into a car in the 2010's.
"We didn't need car seats when we were babies and we survived."
They were fucking obnoxious.
Did you point out that they have brain damage from lead poisoning and it might be compromising their ability to think?
Survivorship bias. The ones that died aren’t there to contradict them.
What a dumb thing to say honestly. My sisters boyfriend bought a old stupid pickup truck that doesn't have seatbelts. He's so proud of the fact that he doesn't need seatbelts. I think it's the main reason that he wanted that car. He drives around his children in it, and the previous owner had it all prepared that you could put in seatbelts, but he would rather die than use seatbelts. Same with helmets. They bought ebikes to go on rides, and everyone wears a helmet except for him. Hy sister tells him all the time to wear one. She has him as far now that he takes a helmet with him, but he's not wearing it. A almost 50 year old man doesn't want to look uncool on his bike.
People like this drive me crazy.
It's always fun when a relative admits they don't care about your child's safety.
The last thing you want in a car accident is one whole baby flying into the front seat area.
I remember being maybe 6 and napping on the "shelf" between the back seat and rear glass if my parents' boat of a Cadillac. Not like there were seat belts to keep me in place.
As if anyone used car seats. Most people didn't use the seat belt.
I remember whenever you went to a sit down restaurant you had to tell the person seating you if you wanted smoking or non-smoking. As if it mattered lol.
Our favorite restaurant* growing up had a little corner with like 3 tables as the non smoking section. We'd go there because my kindergarten teacher and her husband owned it.
*Bar that served food
This was my grandma man. She died at 98 smoking until the very end. She used to drive a 1972 Lincon Continental I would ride in the back seat with no chair or seat belt as she chain-smoked filterless Camels and spit dip into a Styrofoam coffee cup.
Edit: I called Camels "cowboy killers" but those were Marlboros and that's what my mom smoked. Grandma didn't dig filters because "that's how you get cancer."
To be fair back in those days I believe filters were made containing asbestos. Your grandma was a smart cookie!
Edit: This was actually the 50s
Grandma didn't dig filters because "that's how you get cancer."
That was true for a time. I think it was the 50's when cigarette companies were using asbestos for their filters.
People are still doing "Nobody:" memes? They don't even make sense. This would be improved 100% by removing the "Nobody:" line.
Nobody:
Absolutely no-one:
CrayonRosary: Nobody and no-one suck!
Imo they are trying to set the tone.
I would go with “meanwhile” personally
There's all these iconic photos of Walt Disney where he's pointing at stuff with a two finger point. I've heard that some within the company say that this is the example by which their resort employees always use the two finger point to direct guests.
In reality, he was holding a cigarette and the photos have been airbrushed. He died of lung cancer in 1966. Pointing with two fingers is just seen (kind of universally across cultures) as being non-accusatory. Like, say you saw someone talking to someone else and you cannot hear them (or it's in a language you don't understand); they're pointing with one finger in your direction, you may be inclined to think they're talking about you. If they're using the two finger point, you're less likely to think that... it's the same for airliner flight crew.
I'm a former cast member, can confirm. During Traditions (company culture and job orientation/training), they're taught to point with two fingers for exactly the reason you point out, and Walt Disney is shown pointing like that in the slides. They don't tell you, but most people eventually figure out, that there's a cigarette photoshopped out of his fingers.
I remember my parents having guests. Everyone smoking.
There was so much smoke that it pushed the clean air down and made a distinct separation.
There was about 2 feet of clear air at the floor.
I actually miss bar fog
This is what my mom drove in the 80s-90s.
This is where i would lie down...
Straight up my parents did this all the way into the early 2000s
They really didn't give a fuck about other people
I was thinking the other day about how in my 80s childhood that we were taught to avoid "dirty old men". Like nobody did anything about men preying on children, they just told you to avoid them. We had a neighbour growing up who had lost his teaching job for exposing himself to his students, and he also exposed himself to several other people in the neighbourhood, and did a lot of other creepy antisocial things (like abduct my cat and dump her outside of town, or put a sandwich bag over her head), and yet I was sent to piano lessons with his wife, where sometimes he would wander into the room in his underwear. If that was someone today he'd be on a sex offender list and in jail, but my parents thought it would be rude not to send me there for lessons.
We also had a guy who roamed around naked in the woodlot behind the grade school. I thought it was an urban legend and then I saw him myself one day when I was crossing the bridge overhead.
I don't think we could have made the progress with smoking in the US now like we did back then. Would have turned into a partisan issue about freedoms and all that.
Oh, there were plenty of people throwing a fit about it back in the 90s too. The only difference is no one had social media to go find one another and rile each other up. The few foaming at the month couldn't shout loud enough. You should have heard my bio dad at the time frothing he couldn't walk into the grocery with a lit cigarette. Apparently the communists had won.
They did have Rush Limbaugh crowing about smoking bans, but the lung cancer that eventually killed him makes it harder to take his advice
I remember the first time I was at someone's house and they asked a visitor who who was about to light up to take it outside. It seemed so.odd. My mom, grandmother and aunts would sit around the dining room table with a thick haze. Nobody thought nothing of it
Nobody:
in the '70s/'80s*
Still that way when I was a baby in the 90s, and when my niece/nephew were coming up in the early 2000s their mom would smoke while nursing them
My parents ,much of my family, as well as most of their friends smoked indoors, in their cars, and even in restaurants. Despite living in near poverty for parts of my childhood, they chain smoked cartons of cigarettes a week. Must have been expensive.
I wish I could say that they stopped smoking, but no. The worst part for them isn't even the fact that they know that it has taken at least a decade or more off their lives. It's the realization at how much they are missing out on near the end of their lives and how difficult it is living with debilitating health issues from smoking. They simply cannot do what other people their age take for granted.
And to the title of the post: Yes, I was the kid in the car while my parents chain smoked cigarettes. Sometimes they rolled the windows down, though I'm not sure if that was better since it meant the ashes and red hot "cherry" would inevitably come flying back in and smack me in the face.
Remember how everything smelled like cigarettes? Like that was the smell of the 80s.
Where I live, the indoor smoking bans started in the early 2000s. Before then, people that went to bars and clubs ended the night smelling like cigarette smoke whether they themselves were smokers or not. Sometimes even eating out at a restaurant would leave you smelling like a smoker. Back in those days, though, I was still so used to it that dealing with it was second nature.
For most of my life the smell didn't really bother me, but I've found that within the past 5 years or so it does.
As a child, I guess I just grew up with it, so it didn't bug me much. I hated being teased about it at school, which was a regular thing. I also used to hate how the tar would build up on the walls of our house to the point where it would form tear-like patterns. My parents kept an otherwise reasonably clean and tidy house, but for some reason THAT didn't bother them, so periodically I'd spend a few hours scrubbing our walls to get rid of the stains and cut down on the smell a bit.
This photo could be straight out of my photo album. This looks just like my dad, in hair, beard, clothes, and ciggie.
A friend of mine tells a funny story about how shortly after seatbelts became mandatory, he was jumping around in the front seat of his mom’s car while driving and she asked him several times to belt up.
Being a kid, he refused and finally she tapped the brakes. He does this hilarious impression of eating the dashboard and needles to say he started wearing the seatbelt from then on.
My wife's family used to mop the walls as part of cleaning.
It wasn't until she moved out that she twigged that non-smokers don't have to do that.
We'd all put on our scruffiest clothes before visiting my granddad, because they'd be going straight into the washing machine the second we got back. No wonder he kept giving us money, he probably thought we were poor as dirt.
Four out of five doctors recommend Marlboro cigarettes. The fifth one would too, if he weren't currently in the hospital with all this unrelated lung cancer.
You can probably just replace "nobody" with "everybody"
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