Joined Dec 2005
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Chicago - but dreaming of Havana
I am a firefighter paramedic in Chicago. There's no smoking in the firehouse unless you're on the apparatus floor and nobody has to be there working. Thankfully nobody pays any attention to that rule and I can basically smoke just about anywhere I want in the firehouse. I do smoke mostly Cuban cigars, but try to limit myself to one CC at the firehouse. I'll just smoke other cigars that aren't such a big deal to relight since I never know when I'll be interrupted and I may need to wait a while after a fire to finish my cigar.
The other day after we got back from our second fire of the day around 11am or noon I was coughing myself silly. Just couldn't get that nasty stuff out of my lungs. Didn't have the mask on and by the time I realized I needed it I was too late. So I'm walking around the firehouse, a new one for me. Some of the guys are jabbing me a bit. The Capt, who was my Capt at the old house and he was a firefighter with the guys in this house years back starts in on me. I look at him and reach for the cigar in my pocket, I tell him I just need a cigar to relax everything. He says you aren't really going to smoke a cigar when you can't stop coughing. I tell him cigars relax everything and he won't be hearing me cough anymore. I enjoy a nice robusto and that was it. He was dumbfounded.
On my first fire about ten years ago I'm getting myself ready to go in. The Lt. I'm working with is making sure I've got all my stuff on and just before I put my mask on this old timer comes crawling out...face all black and the stub of a cigar sticking out his mouth. He stops at the doorway and looks at me with all my new gear and says "better make sure you mask up in there kid it's really S@#Ty in there. I look at my Lt. who I'd known for years and he gives me a kick and in we go. That's the first time I understood the calming effects of cigars.
The other day after we got back from our second fire of the day around 11am or noon I was coughing myself silly. Just couldn't get that nasty stuff out of my lungs. Didn't have the mask on and by the time I realized I needed it I was too late. So I'm walking around the firehouse, a new one for me. Some of the guys are jabbing me a bit. The Capt, who was my Capt at the old house and he was a firefighter with the guys in this house years back starts in on me. I look at him and reach for the cigar in my pocket, I tell him I just need a cigar to relax everything. He says you aren't really going to smoke a cigar when you can't stop coughing. I tell him cigars relax everything and he won't be hearing me cough anymore. I enjoy a nice robusto and that was it. He was dumbfounded.
On my first fire about ten years ago I'm getting myself ready to go in. The Lt. I'm working with is making sure I've got all my stuff on and just before I put my mask on this old timer comes crawling out...face all black and the stub of a cigar sticking out his mouth. He stops at the doorway and looks at me with all my new gear and says "better make sure you mask up in there kid it's really S@#Ty in there. I look at my Lt. who I'd known for years and he gives me a kick and in we go. That's the first time I understood the calming effects of cigars.