I’m turning 18 tomorrow and I feel like time has flown by so fast. My parents are throwing me a huge party, my dad’s idea, of course, and it’s nonnegotiable because he wants his business partners and rich friends to show up with gifts. If you’ve seen my previous posts, you already know my dad has a bit of a greedy streak, lol.
I bought a pack of Camel cigarettes. My mother’s brand.
She got most of them. Not because she took them. I smoked one, I liked the taste, I didn’t like the coughing. I didn’t learn quickly enough. I might have smoked 3-4 of them (not all at once! I was not that dense!) before I realised smoking was not for me.
My mother: “Eh, free smokes!” (maybe)
Back then they were $1.89 (USD) a pack.
When I turned 21, I bought a “40” (ounce, like 1.2 litre) of Budweiser. Another mistake I learned from.
When I turned 40, I had the best party of my life.
Had you ever smoked before? I started smoking at 15 due to peer pressure (don’t smoke anymore, thankfully) but I can’t imagine wanting to try it without someone pressuring me to do so. They smell and taste disgusting.
Most of my family smoked, so it wasn’t really peer pressure so much as “I’m 18, I can now do what the adults do.” And it felt “cool” to buy a pack. But then I didn’t like it.
But yeah, that was almost 30 years ago. I can’t really justify it.