Did their check clear? Just askin.
You didn’t really do the same thing. I didn’t smoke my cigarette because I was stressed or craving or anything. I did it to find out what happened.
And I think you need quotations around “quit”. 
Oddly, smoking increases stress levels. yes, when you light up, stress goes down, but between smokes it is worse- overall your stress level increases.
On the other hand—I didn’t smoke for fifteen years. And then I bought a cigar. And I smoked that cigar. That was two years ago and I now smoke two to three cigars per day.
For all practical purposes, I’d count it for BoBettle. I really don’t think it’s a black-and-white thing. There are people I know who I would classify as “non-smokers” who have a cigarette every once in a great while.
He/she has a pack of cigarettes that they plan on finishing (albeit slowly). I can’t see that as being quit (pardon the crucifying of language there). They may no longer be addicted to them but they haven’t quit.
I quit 30ish years ago, but can still have one occasionally just for the hell of it. I’m talking like 3 or 4 a year, when I’m blotto.
I have zero desire to smoke on any kind of regular basis. Smoking doesn’t really bother me too much. I do know that I will NEVER date a smoker though. My ex smoked and I thought it would be no big deal. It was a huge deal. Yuk.
I’m not a smoker, but what you did reminds me of an interesting little psychological exercise that has been shown to help people break cravings and addiction. Essentially, it’s what you did… pay very careful attention to what you’re doing as you engage in the behavior. Observe the smells, sounds, how it makes you feel, through every step in the process… and when people do this, they inevitably find that the thing they thought they loved so much is really not all that great.
ETA: Congrats, of course.
Well, I went years without a cig, and then just one or half of one would start the craving again. I hate going through that. It’s been 16 years since I haven’t had one. Not going to risk that monkey on my back.
My new employer touts itself as a “100% nonsmoking workplace”, meaning that the smoking area is minimum 50 yards from the building and we’re not allowed to leave the building during our breaks, only on our lunch period.
The “carrot” is paying a ridiculously low amount for health insurance if you sign the “I don’t smoke” paper.
It’s going to to interesting as to what the smokers are going to do. Some of them are covered by their spouses’ health plans and basically give the finger. I anticipate a lot of gained weight, a lot of fidgeting, and a lot of hand-wringing over losing the biggest stress reliever (aka “gotta get out of here for a few minutes” while lighting a smoke as soon as going through the front door").
I gave up 15 or 16 years ago and, apart from a rare passing thought about lighting up while waiting, have never missed smoking since.
However on one of my failed attempts to give up I pretty much emulated the OP. I had given up for months and had no real desire to smoke at all. My brother in law was visiting and I asked for one of his cigarettes to see how it tasted. The experience of smoking it was absolutely repulsive and after I told everyone, “I’m glad I did that. It proves that I made the right decision in giving up.”
Two days later I was a smoker again.
Carrot sticks, Wrigleys Doublemint gum. Both help. Maybe your employer might buy these or maybe you might, just to be nice.
Yes, that is technically true. I guess for me it’s the addiction part that is important to me. (And I do have my vices, so I can empathize.) I think I’ve seen my father light up once or two in 35 years. He quit when I was maybe 5 or 6. (My mother much later). Despite him having those two cigarettes, for all practical purposes, I consider that “quit,” although I’m not black-and-white about the definition. On a technical level, yes, I am wrong.
Yes exactly! I currently have a family member insisting she doesn’t smoke, but my ex-smoking nose says different. It is not a smell you can hide with febreeze and body spray.
I smoke weed “discretely”, or so I thought.
My 25 year old daughter is spending some time with us while apartment hunting. The other day she told me I didn’t have to go outside to toke.
I thought she didn’t know. She told me how in grade school she smelled someone smoking weed as they walked by the playground. Her friend told her it was marijuana and she realized that was what I always smelled like.
She told me that although she doesn’t smoke or use other drugs on general principles, she is fond of the smell of cannabis because it reminds her of me.
I liked smoking and I liked the gratifying effect of the Tobacco but I didn’t like the shortness of breath and a pounding heart from walking to the mailbox.
Once I find that I am terminal then I’ll enjoy a smoke.
Kids ain’t dumb, and especially not dumb enough to miss smelling pot or alcohol or whatever when used continuously.
Not a problem with me, but just sayin’.