A while back, I asked readers to send in photos of their unusual family collections. Margaret from LA, who worked at a small grocery store in the early 80s, sent me her stash of cigarette buying permission notes. Back then, you could get away with selling cigarettes to minors as long as the smoker parents put it in writing.
This one has a grocery list and phone number, in case you want to verify the existence of Ms. Higgins.
This is my favorite one. Totally spaced on the cigs!
Thank you Margaret!
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6 comments:
only 1 note used proper grammar...
i think if you're cracked out on cigarettes grammer is of little concern!
that's good stuff, yo.
I love this! The other day, there were four old chinese guys hanging out by my car...one of them was leaning against the car. I told the guy to get off my car and they just stared at me. The were old and scrawny, but the only reason I was intimidated was because they were smoking.
I don't care what ppl say...Smoking equals COOL.
i know right? it's badass. like adrianne shelly in this movie:
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BvWJ_0dJTPc/TH663agUoZI/AAAAAAAACms/z37q1PT3gy8/s1600/adrienne.jpeg
Haha... I remember taking notes like these to the corner store.
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