Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Everyone Knew

Today is smoke-free day 225, and I smell shower fresh.

Tom and I were at the Target last night (and I actually walked out empty handed, even past the $1 section - wow, I deserve a treat, seriously), and I noticed that the regular and ordinary guy walking past us over by the DVDs was a smoker because I could smell it on him, even if it was pretty faint. Ever since my super sniffer gift really kicked in not long after Chantix had its way with me and then just got stronger, I've amazed myself with my ability to ferret out all the smokers encountered during shopping trips and other outings (yes, shopping is an outing - we don't get out much). Send me your teenagers, and I'll tell you what they are doing after school (OK, maybe just whether they have been smoking).

Knowing that the smell of a smoker is strongest to those who used to smoke, once we were not in earshot, I whispered to Tom, as some kind of gossipy public service announcement, I guess, that I could tell the guy was a smoker, to which my sweetheart replied something a little nicer than "um, duh" but without the snark because he is nice to me. Turns out I was wrong about this whole idea of ex-smokers having super abilities not possessed by the rest of the general population.

This all means that a lot of people, probably even most people, could smell me from a distance. Much of my life is uncertain right now, but I am sure for definite that I'd prefer not to be smelled from a distance. That's just me.

Do we really have to do Monday this week?

10 comments:

  1. Yeah. Unless it's "Wow, here comes the smell of coffee and chocolate and all that is good and wonderful - it must be Tasina!!" I don't want to be sniffed out.

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  2. I agree, it bothers me that I used to smell that way as well. It's pretty objectionable.

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  3. I've found that I smell a lot of things now that I never use to notice before. Not only can I tell if they smoked and tried to cover it up. I'm not sure which one is worse. Yuck.

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  4. Haha. Your post was hilarious. I always knew that I stank, and I hated it but I knew the smell could not be covered up. No matter how hard I tried, how little I smoked, whether I smoked outside my house or inside someone else's, and no matter how strong my perfume was.

    That is NOT my life any more, and I'm so much happier for it!

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  5. Our noses aren't being drugged/numbed by the cigarettes. Now that we can smell everything our food tastes much better, too!

    I knew I stunk, my hubby would say to me, don't you know I can smell smoke in your hair/on your clothes, etc.

    It's nice to know that I may smell like certain things, but those things aren't stale cigarettes.

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  6. Yeah, isn't that an icky thought - we smelled like old wet ashtrays to other people - Disgusting!!!

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  7. Worse yet is a wet smoker! Poor souls standing out in the rain really stink up the place when they come in.

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  8. I was really hoping to skip today, but reality hit when my alarm went of for the 5th time this morning. Thanks for letting me know about the Linky Loos....I will be checking it out!!!

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  9. I'm with you - it's amazing to think of life "before"..

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  10. Yeah they do have super-detecting-the-smoker-in-your-midst abilities. Like your sister. And what she said to me a few days before Christmas eve. And I hear you're coming home...I'm sure I'll fail your smoker-detecto system. :(

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