In 1968. I wanted a 1968 Roadrunner in the worst way and by golly, I was going to have one. So I took the initiative to make sure I got one. My first new car. It may not have been an earth-shattering event to most people but it was for me. :)
I was in restaurant and happened to see a late-teens-looking guy right at the moment he started choking on food. I watched for a second or two and then hurried over and pretty quickly realized he might need the Heimlich maneuver and I did it. It worked and he was fine.
In hindsight, I still am surprised at myself but I'm glad he was okay. Sort of scary in hindsight but, as it was happening, I don't remember what I was feeling.
When I made it very clear to my children that a dirty head and hair smell bad and they better keep it clean or I'd do it for them. I even change my own pillow cases 2-3 times a week. Every time I wash my own hair. The slightest hint of that dirty hair smell lingers and makes me physically ill. It can even get on winter jackets around the neck. I can smell it and it grosses me out. Face Oils and sweat also get on pillow cases and stink up everything. Sweat is another smell I absolutely can't stand or be around unless it is washed off right away.
This post was edited by Art Lover at February 19, 2021 2:52 PM MST
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