I'm A Smoker

I'm not really a smoker but apparently I play one in my home. Remember when I first moved into this apartment a year and a half ago and constantly complained about the smell of smoke? SOMEBODY (I really don't even remember for certain who it was) acted like it was no big deal. So I never really talked about it again. But today I'm going to reclaim my blog to talk about whatever the HECK I want. Yeah. I said HECK.

I walked out of our bedroom this morning and was slapped in the face with the smell of SOMEONE ELSE'S SMOKE. Can you imagine what it's like to have your HOME to smell through no fault of your own??? I HAAAAATE cigarettes. I will tolerate people who smoke just about anything else (minus crack) but cigarettes??? Hate 'em. I live in an former single-family home comprised of three apartments. We all have separate entrances and share no facilities. But we share walls. When I first moved in, I discovered BOTH of my immediate neighbors are smokers. I discovered this at the same time I discovered different brands of cigarettes have different scents. Something I never wanted to know... Anyway a few months ago, one of the neighbors moved out. Woohoo! Can we please get a non-smoking neighbor????

HAHAHAHAHA!! This is the city that RJ Reynolds built. It is called Winston-Salem after TWO BRANDS OF CIGARETTES.


So if you haven't guessed, new neighbors smoke, too. Wonderful. And it smells like a third brand. There are many nuisances to living next to these people. The greatest nuisance is obviously the smell. There are days when the scent is so fresh that it smells like someone is smoking a cigarette in my living room. I'm not kidding. I WISH I WAS KIDDING. We have to leave the windows open all year long. It's wonderful that utilities are included because our energy bill would be sky high. The smell of cigarettes lingers. Apparently for all eternity when there are constant refreshers to the odor. I don't really notice it on my clothing until I go somewhere cigarette-free for a few days. I always sniff around when I leave like what is that smell??? It's ME!!! All of my clothes have eau de cigarette. It doesn't smell like I smoke per se. It just smells like I live with someone who smokes in the house. WHY DON'T I JUST START SMOKING??? At least then it will be my own fault! And returning home after the windows have been closed for several days??? DISGUSTING!!!! I hate this place. Right now I have both windows and the front door open trying to air it out. I look forward to the day God delivers us from this den of iniquity. I know it's coming.


akima said...

That is so gross. We have a cigar smoker in our building and his cigars stink to high heaven. I don't know if it's because they're cheap or expensive or what but I do know that I basically hate him now. I frown up when I have to walk by his stupid stinky door.

Do you have a friendly, neighborly relationship with the smoking neighbors? Maybe if you tell them that the smell is really coming in to your place and ask that they crack a window or something when they're going to be smoking, they'll be receptive to that? Especially since the utilities are included.

K. Rock said...

So you cant tolerate crack smoke? (Does crack even make smoke? *shrugs shoulders*)


That sounds really gross. I cant deal with cigarette smoke either. And the thhough of having to deal with this even if it's not your lifestyle sounds really frustating. In your clothes even? That means it may be in your hair too. Ugggh. I hope you get outta there soon.

ShaBoogiesince1982 said...

Den of Iniquity!

Sadly funny..

I lived with a smoker. His name is husband. Thank GOD he had a health scare, ended up in the hospital, the doctor scared him some more and he kicked the habit about 3 months ago. SO HAPPY. I hated that smell. Like you, I can tolerate the smoke of other smoker things.. but cancer sticks I hate.

gradydoctor said...

Dang. That is funny about Winston-Salem being cig-city.

That sucks having eau de cigarillo. And don't you have locs which hold ALL scents? OMG. Has it gotten in our hair? Man, I hope not.

I say you go to new-neighbors with a lovely housewarming gift: FEBREZE!!!

Adei von K said...

that is disgusting. and that mini history lesson on WS was a cool tidbit, even though it was gross as well.

cig scent on clothes?? i am so sorry!

Sparkling Red said...

Yucko. My step-dad used to smoke. I always enjoyed his pipe tobacco, but cigars and cigarettes, not so much. I feel your pain!