BonesOfTheMoonLike a pediatrician rounding on cystic fibrosis children in the hospital and smoking at their bedside. That's what the early 1980s were like.
So the grocery store in my little town growing up was the last hold out. They had ash trays in their buggies until they legally couldn’t, then kept the buggies for years after.
What’s a buggy in this context, a cart?
Correct.
And back in the 80s, a cart was something you pushed at the grocery store, not something you smoked. And a buggy was a hardware cart that you’d deploy to go shopping, and then when you were done you’d roll it back and get your quarter back.
1984 was a strange time, linguistically speaking.
Yep. I actually didn’t know there was another name for it until I was in my 20s.