Having been a smoker for most of my adult life, I struggled with finding a way to quit that wouldn’t make me crazy in the process. After all, I work in an office environment as a structural engineer, designing and building multi-million dollar military projects for the US Government. These guys can be extremely demanding and even a little bit scary. Then there is the internal staff of over 100 drafters, subcontractors, and “bosses” that I was forced to deal with on a daily basis. Losing my temper due to cigarette withdrawal simply isn’t an option.
After all, it’s 2015. Smoking cigarettes has been considered “unhip” for nearly twenty years now. I didn’t even smoke publically at the office for fear of being judged or passed over for a promotion. I would sneak out to my car during lunch, go for a long drive, and chain smoke about six cigarettes just to get me through the day. So, no one would really be all that understanding if I suddenly began to go through massive mood swings because I was jonesing for a smoke.
I had tried chewing nicotine gum, but this method didn’t curb my oral fixation for the long, cool drag of a menthol cigarette. I also kept a huge stash of Dum-Dum lollipops in my bottom desk drawer, reaching for one during times of stress at the office. This helped a little. Then there was “the patch.” From the research that I’d read, this didn’t really work all that well either and cost a small fortune to buy on a weekly basis. Then I discovered vaping.
I got my first EMOW Ecig Starter Kit in the mail on a Saturday. The time had come. The box sat unopened on my dining room table all weekend, even as I continued to stop by the local mini-mart every day to buy my daily fix of Salems. “That’s okay,” I told myself. “Monday will be a better day to quit anyway.” Then Monday turned into Tuesday. By Tuesday evening, I was so sick of looking at that unopened EMOW box that I decided to see what was inside.
I opened the box. Honestly, I was 100% shocked at how impressive the design of this vaping pen was. I guess that I was expecting the thing to look like a standard e-cigarette that you might buy at the local convenience store. But this thing was big, sturdy, and expensive-looking. The high-gloss black finish and the sheer weight of the device made me feel powerful, confident, and even a little bit “cool.” Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad after all. Tuesday night, I crumbled the last pack of Salems, threw them in the garbage, and took to my vape pen and ejuice.