I worked at a headshop in the late 80’s amd early 90’s.
We sold nitrous oxide for whipped cream (and to inhale). It’s a very short lived high…mebbe a couple of minutes for the average person. It came in 24 packs of nitrous cylinders for about $50 US.
There was a guy who would come in when we opened at 10 AM and buy a case (144 cylinders) for personal use, and be back in the store before 6 PM to buy another case. Eventually over a few weeks he was buying multiple cases every time. His lips started cracking and bleeding from the cold, and then turning blue. We found out he was going to our other stores in the area and finally banned him.
We had people buy crack pipes and other smoking paraphernalia too, but that one haunted me. I had never seen someone fall that hard into addiction, or that fast. He was obviously miserable and could not stop.
I used to live with a guy who went through a nitrous phase. Gave it a try a few times, and there’s something oddly compulsive about it. You’ll do one, and then almost as soon as you come down you feel an urge to do another. Maybe it has something to do with how intense and dissociative the high is, and how suddenly it wears off.
I avoided getting hooked, and haven’t touched the stuff since, but there’s definitely a real prominent “just one more” feeling to it.
I worked at a headshop in the late 80’s amd early 90’s.
We sold nitrous oxide for whipped cream (and to inhale). It’s a very short lived high…mebbe a couple of minutes for the average person. It came in 24 packs of nitrous cylinders for about $50 US.
There was a guy who would come in when we opened at 10 AM and buy a case (144 cylinders) for personal use, and be back in the store before 6 PM to buy another case. Eventually over a few weeks he was buying multiple cases every time. His lips started cracking and bleeding from the cold, and then turning blue. We found out he was going to our other stores in the area and finally banned him.
We had people buy crack pipes and other smoking paraphernalia too, but that one haunted me. I had never seen someone fall that hard into addiction, or that fast. He was obviously miserable and could not stop.
Had to lookup what a headshop was and unfortunately it wasn’t a store that sold decapitated heads and this was before I read the rest of your comment
Wow what a crazy glimpse into someone else’s life. So many questions about that guy…
There’s definitely something extra sad about the idea of a guy who’s too much of a drug doer to be allowed in the shop specifically for drug doers.
I used to live with a guy who went through a nitrous phase. Gave it a try a few times, and there’s something oddly compulsive about it. You’ll do one, and then almost as soon as you come down you feel an urge to do another. Maybe it has something to do with how intense and dissociative the high is, and how suddenly it wears off.
I avoided getting hooked, and haven’t touched the stuff since, but there’s definitely a real prominent “just one more” feeling to it.