One of the many side effects is becoming impotent but you will probably still get stiffees on your arteries though. Better chance of maybe a stroke or heart attack
A long time ago I was told by a senior colleague that coke knackers your coronaries in a way that neither CABG or PCI can fix. And severe post-MI congestive heart failure is really not something you want.
What’s particularly concerning is that a lot of the young men who are doing coke are also taking steroids as well.
And apart from infertility and growing breasts, the ‘roids also lead to cardiac hypertrophy, which also impairs cardiac blood supply. I’d suggests coke plus ‘roids is a good recipe for early cardiac death?
@tomhoward - indeed. In certain jobs it’s absolutely rife. Mrs Binners used to work in the head office of a national restaurant chain. Their employment contracts said that they could random drug test staff at any point.
However, they never actually did because they knew full well that if they did, they’d have no chefs left
Restaurants are notorious for it. got to get thru those long days somehow.
Was going to say scaffolders but @binners beat me to it. Notorious. I stayed away from them when we had our roof done, they were all a bunch of lunatics.
Not something I was aware of, not habitually hanging out with scaffolders, but it does rather explain the speed the scaffolding was put up then taken down for my new double glazing to be fitted earlier this year!
It was in regular use by quite a few of the workshop lads at my last place, doing body and paint repair refurbishing ex-fleet vehicles. One lad on the logistics team got stopped and summoned on a DUI, and he lost his job instantly.
Honestly never been the slightest bit interested in anything other than alcohol, and even then in moderate amounts, I don’t like the feeling of not being in control over my body; I don’t mind being slightly light-headed, but once past that I really don’t enjoy it at all.
A work colleague gave me a small chunk of dope to chew on, because I wouldn’t smoke it in a roll-up, (cigarettes being another no-no), I was round his place in Bath one afternoon prior to a gig in the city in the evening, and I was still completely off my tits waiting for the train home late that night, about eight hours later! Saw some amazing stuff, but never did anything like that again.
And before anyone say anything about me being narrow-minded, sanctimonious, or whatever, I don’t give a rat’s ass about what anyone else gets up to, I just don’t enjoy the way it makes me feel, it’s just not a pleasant sensation.
