Day 325... Well, I was hanging with a good buddy of mine this evening. He is a major Copenhagen dipper and has been trying to quit for a while and just can't. We were at his house and his wife mentioned something about ... "I thought you were quitting.... And that you were using the fake stuff." I started throwing out words like Smokey Mt and Hooch! He dipped the entire evening... My old brand.... was I tempted?? .. Not a fucking chance!!!! Because I made a promise this morning to all you. My arse is quit.
I don't think it is my place to preach to those that aren't ready, but we sort of naturally went into a discussion about how I quit, I talked about KTC a bit and let him read my HOF speech. I have not had this sort of discussion with anyone but Mrs Derk. I'm sure he never knew I dipped as much as I did... But I felt I needed to tell him. It felt a bit uncomfortable at times but maybe it will help him. I am shooting him an email with the KTC website and I hope to see him post a day 1.
As an aside... I was on a plane today sitting next to a guy that had his Coke bottle spitter stashed in the seat pocket in front of him... I have never been so thankful to NOT be that guy. Felt great to be quit. Saw a few other guys with tins stashed in their pockets while hanging with their families. I used to be that poor SOB.
I am glad I found you people. Quit with you all day long.