Like a pediatrician rounding on cystic fibrosis children in the hospital and smoking at their bedside. That's what the early 1980s were like.
Like a pediatrician rounding on cystic fibrosis children in the hospital and smoking at their bedside. That's what the early 1980s were like.
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So the grocery store in my little town growing up was the last hold out. They had ash trays in their buggies until they legally couldn't, then kept the buggies for years after.
What’s a buggy in this context, a cart?
Correct.
And back in the 80s, a cart was something you pushed at the grocery store, not something you smoked. And a buggy was a hardware cart that you’d deploy to go shopping, and then when you were done you’d roll it back and get your quarter back.
1984 was a strange time, linguistically speaking.
Yep. I actually didn't know there was another name for it until I was in my 20s.
People were smoking in the corner store I used to work in way past the day it became illegal, including the lady that owned it and the employees...
I worked at a place for a little while in a town that had no ordinance. We absolutely smoked behind the counter.
Ashtrays on carts, that's a new one to me who grew up in the very smoky 80s.
I think it was probably very location dependent. I know the Skaggs where my mom worked did, plus the little affiliated grocery store in my town. But I don't remember them at Kroger or Piggly Wiggly (back when that was a thing there).