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A Very Low And Irritating Moment In Hookah History


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So my Dad doesn';t approve with my smoking hookah, which I can respect. I live with him over the summer, so I always try to smoke when he isn't here, and when I do smoke, I'm outside or in the garage. My goal is to cooperate with him as much as apossible on this. Well, recently, Pappa isn't respectful of me. Tells me to switch to cigarettes to quicken up the act and hide it better, and then won't even begin to listen when I tell him why I won't smoke cigarettes. Makes me smoke in the garage during the day to hide me from the neighbors, calls me a pitiful addict, etc.

I come in from the garage, asking him where my hookah is( I had left it in the garage to necro a bowl from late night before) He says he had to move it. Okay, nothing wrong with that. "To where?"..."Well, the guy building our deck was coming over, and I didn't want himn to see it."

"Okay... But where is it?"

"Oh, I threw it in the trashcan." ...WHAT!?!?!!

Base water everywhere, ash everywhere, trash covering my rig, he even threw a box of open coals in there. the coals are wet and ruined. He literally threw it in there. Luckily the base is alright. About to go pull my wet, ashy, trash soaked rig out of the dumpster and clean it up. Had to vent first.

This is where I put my foot down. I understand if you don't like someone smoking. But there comes a tme when it isn't a hookah anymore, it's my property. The trashcan? Really? Sad Dave.
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Oh damn! That just sucks man. But I feel ya.......my dad approved of it but then he read an article on it in some newspaper, and you know what those articles say. So he comes home and goes batshit insane on my hookah, just threw everything out, my hookah, the hoses, the shisha and gave me a lecture for an hour and wasn't ready to listen anything.

First I convinced myself that I won't do it since it's his home and his rules, but then I realised that I wasn't doing anything wrong, and I am an adult so it's my choice to do whatever to my body, and his rules on some things are crazy as hell anyway, so I went out of my home at 4 in the morning when he was asleep and looked for my stuff and got it all back into the house, still smoke as before, but just my dad doesn't know about it now.

I hope your dad understands that you've made a better choice with hookah than to smoke cigarettes.
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This really sucks. This is why whenever I talk about hookah, I always stress how it is only tobbaco, and it isn't a bong. I hate that effin stigma.

But I'm curious, how old are you both?
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Any mod please edit my post, mentioning by name something against the rules wasn't my intent. I would contact a mod dirrectly but my phone doesn't display that info next to names. Thank you in advance.
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Oh I'd be hella mad... My mother used to do shit like that all the time when I lived at home. Needless to say, I don't talk to her anymore. :)

DAVE ANGRY, DAVE RAMPAGE AND DESTROY ALL OF FATHER'S THINGS!
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[quote name='INCUBUSRATM' timestamp='1307106715' post='511550']

DAVE ANGRY, DAVE RAMPAGE AND DESTROY ALL OF FATHER'S THINGS!
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DAVE SMASH!!!

But seriously, that sucks. Maybe you should start smoking at a friends house for the summer.

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Damn hearing everyones story makes me feel lucky. Both my parents are very open minded. They really don't care about my hookah. My dad smokes with me pretty often. My mom really only gets mad because I smoke too much. But other than that. They don't care at all.
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Sorry to hear your tale of woe,Dave. I left home early to escape a control freak parent. But, with all the aches and pains of old age,makes me glad I'm not young anymore. Why is it that people want to always run your life. If it isnt parents,its significant others and even friends, which is why i treasure my solitary mountain hideaway
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My parents wouldnt throw mine away but they give me shit everytime they see me leave the house with it in my case, or set it up for my yard in the basement...so I KINDA know where you're coming from...glad its not broken, buddy. that woulda sucked...better the coals than like the base of the hookah.
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What your dad did was pretty jerky. Although He may see it has having your best interest at heart. You are an adult. There are boundaries you need to setup.
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Thank you all for your advice. Plan on having a talk with him when I come back from Georgia for vacation. I know he loves me, and just doesn't wanna see me hurt. But as stuie said, there are boundries. We'll see.
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good luck...my dad hated it for the first few years and always talked down on it and its supposed health effects. Then he took advantage of my last mental breakdown to try to get me to sell off all of my hookahs(almost did)...since I have talked with him in detail and explained how most studies are bogus and that it is my piece of sanity, he doesn't harass me anymore at all about it. Once in a while he gets upset when he sees how much I spend on supplies(he is linked to my bank account with our bank) but he doesn't say anything to me about it, my mom mentions it because he vents to her that I'm blowing my hard earned money...I know he's going to be upset when I buy another hookah soon lol

good luck, you have to put your foot down and set up the boundaries. I did with my dad, politely. I'm about to face this battle with my boss/uncle. We work out of town a lot and I usually take my Mya Petite with me in my bag for the hotel room. Recently he has been saying I CANNOT bring it because he is afraid that if we get pulled over and searched, cops are going to think its a NH and cause us a whole lot of problems...I'm trying to think of a way to approach this still, for now I have been sneaking it when he isn't going on the job with us, but yesterday till just now I was at Ohio State University in Columbus closing the old AT&T store and I couldn't bring it because he came and I thought he might bunk with me ...now time for a much needed hookah session :)


edit 6/4/11: damn I spoke too soon...I just got into it with my dad over cleaning my hookah in the kitchen sink...was scrubbing the vase with vinegar since had a whole bunch of scum in it "we make food in there" "do it down in the laundry sink"...me "fine, put a taller/bigger faucet on it and one of those hose pressure washers on it, o hell, make the sink freaking accessible and I will"
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My mom used to care about it. When I got my first pipe, she was all "THATS A NHT PIPE" and made a big stink, not only because of that, but because the shipping label had hebrew writing on it, it apparently shipped from tel aviv and she called me frantic. I used to work at a 7-Eleven, and when she got the package, I got the phone call "WHY IS THERE A PACKAGE WITH ARABIC WRITING ON IT WHO DID YOU PISS OFF AT WORK"


AAAAAAAAAAAANYWAY, it has really become a "WHY ARE YOU PISSING YOUR MONEY AWAY ON THAT STUPID SHIT!" thing more than anything else. She has complained about the smell of cigs the handful of times I lit one up in my room, but the hookah, it really makes no difference to her anymore. Sometimes when we have guests and I light coals in the basement, they freak out thinking "somethings burning", but it's just the coco's heating up.


Sucks to hear about your shit though, good luck dealing with your folks!
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Dude i know exactly how you feel. When i first started my dad was the same way. I just had to have a talk with him one day and exolained it was tobacco not NHT and it was vaporized not combusting and it was no worce no better than cigarettes. Eventualy he came around and sometimes when were drinking will smoke with me for a bit.Now i even take it camping.
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Damn, I didn't realize how lucky I am. I got my first hookah at 18 from a Jordanian exchange student I got to be friends with my senior year of high school. My mom was a little bit iffy, dad didnt seem to care as long as it wasn't NHT. It took a while before I was comfortable enough to smoke in front of them but about two years ago my mom had to go to Egypt for work. By the time she got back she loved smoking since cigs were so damn expensive over there. Now, I can't sit on the porch and smoke without her getting in on it. My grandparents still call them "Arab b--gs though [img]http://www.hookahforum.com/public/style_emoticons/default/smiley-angry021.gif[/img]
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I would kick your Dad in the face....or at the very least, throw something he values in the trash.

but, I'd only go that route if you're able of supporting yourself....because most likely, you won't be living with him afterwards :)
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