If there is one thing that makes me go absolutely screaming crazy cat lady, it is smokers under bus shelters in the damn rain.
The sad part here is that I am one of the few people I know who is pro-cigarette. I used to work for a tobacco company and worked for the lead counsel of another tobacco company. I am all about “responsible use” and think that if you haven’t figured out cigarettes cause a myriad of health problems, it isn’t up to the tobacco companies to clue you in. I have no moral problem with cigarettes despite having all four grandparents die from smoking-related health issues. I think some of the restrictive marketing legislation against cigarettes should also be provided to alcohol but hey. Another topic for another post.
But the one group of jackasses making my pro-cigarette convictions wane quickly. The jackasses who smoke under bus shelters in the rain. Why does it make me go Eleanor Abernathy on people like I just did to one woman?
Because it is a selfish dick move. When you smoke at the bus shelter in the rain you ensure that people like me can neither sit down nor stand anywhere but IN THE EFFING RAIN to get away from the cold cigarette stench and associated breathing problems. Because yes, I have to use an inhaler if I am around cigarettes too long. Because yes, you may enjoy smelling like a cold ashtray but I don’t. Because I have no choice but to breathe your air.
Evidently the smoking initiative that just failed in Switzerland would have curbed cigarette use in places like this. What I don’t understand is that I grew up in a family of smokers. My dad smokes a pack a day. Doesn’t smell like an ashtray, in fact, he actually smells darn good. Why? Because he smokes outside in a ventilated place. And in my experience it seems that the assholes who smoke under bus shelters are also those who smoke inside, have stinky clothes, and wind up sitting next to you on a crowded bus, forcing you to breathe the residual smoke. How people kiss people like that is also another topic for another post, but seriously y’all? Why force people to breathe smoke? Why is this something that has to be spelled out to some people?
4 November 2012 at 9:50 pm
“Why is this something that has to be spelled out to some people?”
Exact same thing as with the ones who have foul breath and are always to speak right in your face, or the ones who never take a shower or change clothes (and possibly have foul breath) HAVE to sit next to you in crowded public transportation. Ew.
4 November 2012 at 9:57 pm
I just had a teenager smelling of alcohol, cheap cologne,club sweat and kebab sit next to me 😦
4 November 2012 at 10:01 pm
4 November 2012 at 10:02 pm
Orrf! (so gross)
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