I tried many many times to stop smoking but failed.
And I noticed that each time I stopped for I while only to start again, I was smoking heavier than before I stopped. (strange)
So in 1978, I decided... this time it's stopping for good. I even made a deal with myself...
On my way to work each morning I'd usually see a homeless guy or two wandering along the city streets, so I didn't throw the near full pack of twenty away, I decided I'd give the packet to the first homeless person I saw.
I kept a lookout but as I neared my office I hadn't come across one then, just as I was about near the office door I nearly knocked the guy over. I was looking so hard I nearly missed him.
He was actually
standing on the pavement looking straight at me (I'm sure he wasn't but it looked as if he was)
Anyway, I stopped, took the cigs out of my pocket and handed them to him. I didn't wait for a response, his face said it all.
It was a good day for both of us, specially for me.... I haven't smoked since that day a hundred years ago.
Giverny, for what it's worth, cutting down the intake of cigs just does not work, as daisy mentioned..."cold turkey" . Absolutely agree 100%.
All the very best of good luck to you, I'll be thinking about you.
Mbmdp...very funny reply.
