Sometimes the best thing to help further your quit or cure a cave is to see some moron with a huge wad spitting into a clear bottle.
I do not miss:
- heading to the cstore every other day to buy 2 cans of chew (almost $14)
- worrying about having enough dip to make it through the day/night, etc
- finding something to spit in
- opening a spitter only to hear that hiss letting you know it's been sitting in your car for months and to get ready for the smell of death.
I do not miss a single thing about chewing. Sure, I still occasionally get a crave, but I'm not going to stick that crap in my face again. I love not being a slave.
First off, congrats on your quit! Old spitters and the smell of death is definitely something I look back on and think "WTF was was I doing?!". It's posts like this that strengthen my quit!
Anyone else use to do this, take the old nasty spitter and wipe the mouth down with hand sanitizer and napkin? Holy shit, I was a disgusting pig!
Yeah there's nothing that smells worse than a can filled with spit that has been sitting in the car in the hot sun for even a few hours never mind days.
More than once, my sister-in-law mistakenly drank a used can thinking it was coke and threw-up.....nasty but sadistically redeeming because she deserved it at the time.
In Boston in the city on the subway was the ultimate best time for a dip and when I didn't have a cup, I would sometimes go through the public trash and find one to use!
My worst fear though was the possibility of forgetting a used can somewhere where my daughter could find it and potentially drink it.
You're both absolutely right......it was a hell of a nasty habit when you start thinking about it!
