Originally Posted by
BillyD
It was incredible, and it was normal. Following takeoff the seatbelt sound would go 'ding' and half the plane would light up, all at the same time. It was like being at a poker game with your buddies, just thick smoke filling the air . . . no fresh air to be had anywhere on the plane.
My first job was in the kitchen of a hospital. We could smoke almost anywhere in the hospital, including elevators and patient rooms and cafeteria.
I worked as an electronic assembler. We sat on barstool type things and smoked all day. I would run out of money and cigarettes by Wednesday so I would bum smokes from the women I worked with. One of them gave me a carton of Winstons for Christmas.
Those days people smoked in restaurants. I hated that, even when I was a smoker.