Topic: I am nauseated in my own home from sh smoke | |
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Edited by
wux
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Tue 12/08/09 06:20 PM
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I moved in not too long ago. This, like almost all homes in Toronto, was non-smoking. There were five guys upstairs that stepped out for a smoke when they wanted to. There was a woman who owned the house, and she had a five-year-old son and a thirty-some-odd-year-old husband.
The woman and the husband split. She moved out. For a week I've been struggling with a constant nauseated feeling. Now I know why (or suspect): The guys upstairs no longer step out to smoke, they smoke "in". I did not know, because I have not been exposed to smoke for almost ten years, since I myself gave up smoking, but it really makes me feel like puking. The guy is a nice guy; he bought the house off his wife. I get along with him charmingly, the wife was a b*tchy b#tch. I gave her notice for January 31, but the guy and I sorta agreed I'll stay on. But I can't stay on in a house in which there is smoke. Cigarette smoke, nothing funny. Can I live another two months constantly on the verge of puking? If no, what should I tell the landlord? Please butt out when in? It is again a hopeless, impossible situation. Plus I already told the good news here locally to everyone that I don't have to move at the end of January, but now I have to tell them that yes, I have to move. What can I do? What would you do if I were you? |
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I am a smoker and would not want to be told I couldn't smoke in my home / car, if I wanted to. HOWEVER, that's why I didn't move into a non smoking building.
If you live in a non smoking complex, you have every right and expectation for it to be non smoking. I would file a complaint with the landlord. |
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I would ask the guy directly if he could go back to his old ways of smoking outside. If that won't happen, you could go to the landlord. I know how you feel. I have a difficult time dealing with smoke since I had asthma as a child.
I wouldn't be able to stay if the smoke was coming through the registers either. Good luck and I'll keep my fingers crossed it gets resolved. |
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maybe if u buy a air pufier and put it in your place it should get rid of the smoke.
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maybe if u buy a air pufier and put it in your place it should get rid of the smoke. |
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I'm a smoker, but I totally believe why non-smokers don't wanna' be around it. I quit for 2 years and found the smell of cigarrette smoke obnoxious. Yt totally in yr right to approch him about it. If he's a nice person I'm sure he's understand. It's not cool.
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At least he's not a crack-head...then you'd have to worry about just leavin' yr house and returning to find all yr stuff gone.
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maybe if u buy a air pufier and put it in your place it should get rid of the smoke. I know he shouldn't have to do this,i'm just saying if he still wants to stay and the men don't want to go outside to smoke.after all it is his home and he should be able to do what he wants in his own home. |
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hide some marijuana in his house and then call the cops and have em bring the drug sniffing dog
that'll get rid of him |
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hide some marijuana in his house and then call the cops and have em bring the drug sniffing dog that'll get rid of him |
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Edited by
wux
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Tue 12/08/09 09:19 PM
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Thank you all, for the helpful, interesting and at times inspiring insights. And advice.
I really don't know what to do. I can't afford to move and pay two rents at the same time. I can't afford to start smoking again. I can't tell the landlord what to and what not to do in his property. I can't puke because I find that disgusting. But something has to give. Please give. Well, thanks anyway, and I'll see where it goes from here and how fast. (I don't mean give money. I just mean, please give a damn.) Oh, about the sniffling dogs: Never again. I'm clean, no drugs or herbs on me, but those dammed sniffling dogs, they go right for my crotch and go apesh*t with the sniffling and wriggling their stupid noses there forever. Huff, puff, wriggle. That, while the police is taking down my fingerprints, and asking me questions about my list of previous residences and employers. As if I had any! I am ticklish and in those instances try to suppress my unsuppressable urge to giggle, cackle and hyperventillate like some old Hungarian ex-movie actress with several dead husbands in her track, while she watches an aulde Arnold Schwartzenegger film. |
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Thank you all, for the helpful, interesting and at times inspiring insights. And advice. I really don't know what to do. I can't afford to move and pay two rents at the same time. I can't afford to start smoking again. I can't tell the landlord what to and what not to do in his property. I can't puke because I find that disgusting. But something has to give. Please give. Well, thanks anyway, and I'll see where it goes from here and how fast. (I don't mean give money. I just mean, please give a damn.) Oh, about the sniffling dogs: Never again. I'm clean, no drugs or herbs on me, but those dammed sniffling dogs, they go right for my crotch and go apesh*t with the sniffling and wriggling their stupid noses there forever. Huff, puff, wriggle. That, while the police is taking down my fingerprints, and asking me questions about my list of previous residences and employers. As if I had any! |
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Edited by
wux
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Tue 12/08/09 09:23 PM
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Thank you all, for the helpful, interesting and at times inspiring insights. And advice. I really don't know what to do. I can't afford to move and pay two rents at the same time. I can't afford to start smoking again. I can't tell the landlord what to and what not to do in his property. I can't puke because I find that disgusting. But something has to give. Please give. Well, thanks anyway, and I'll see where it goes from here and how fast. (I don't mean give money. I just mean, please give a damn.) Oh, about the sniffling dogs: Never again. I'm clean, no drugs or herbs on me, but those dammed sniffling dogs, they go right for my crotch and go apesh*t with the sniffling and wriggling their stupid noses there forever. Huff, puff, wriggle. That, while the police is taking down my fingerprints, and asking me questions about my list of previous residences and employers. As if I had any! Thank you. "Don't ask for whom the wedding bells are chiming." I like you too, but would even more if you had more primary and secondary female sexual characteristics than male. Don't take this personally, please... it's not you. It's me. |
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I'm a smoker and I haven't smoked inside for over 20 years....I don't understand why a smoker would ever smoke inside around non smokers. If they are not suppose to be smoking inside and it's a rule then you should let the owner know. You shouldn't have to feel sick all the time because someone else is breaking the rules.
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Thank you all, for the helpful, interesting and at times inspiring insights. And advice. I really don't know what to do. I can't afford to move and pay two rents at the same time. I can't afford to start smoking again. I can't tell the landlord what to and what not to do in his property. I can't puke because I find that disgusting. But something has to give. Please give. Well, thanks anyway, and I'll see where it goes from here and how fast. (I don't mean give money. I just mean, please give a damn.) Oh, about the sniffling dogs: Never again. I'm clean, no drugs or herbs on me, but those dammed sniffling dogs, they go right for my crotch and go apesh*t with the sniffling and wriggling their stupid noses there forever. Huff, puff, wriggle. That, while the police is taking down my fingerprints, and asking me questions about my list of previous residences and employers. As if I had any! Thank you. "Don't ask for whom the wedding bells are chiming." I like you too, but would even more if you had more primary and secondary female sexual characteristics than male. Don't take this personally, please... it's not you. It's me. |
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Wux is my favorite.
He and I are gonna go out drinking. I'm gonna laugh a lot and then fall asleep. He's gonna puke a lot. I can't wait. |
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He looks like MONK, no?
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Edited by
Ruth34611
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Tue 12/08/09 09:42 PM
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He looks like MONK, no? Yes! (If that were really him. He's very shy though and we've never actually seen the real Wux......or maybe it is him) |
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hide some marijuana in his house and then call the cops and have em bring the drug sniffing dog that'll get rid of him Not the Sniffy Dogs! |
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hide some marijuana in his house and then call the cops and have em bring the drug sniffing dog that'll get rid of him Not the Sniffy Dogs! |
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