Tuesday, July 17, 2012

About Smoking?

I'm a smoker (of tobacco)! There, I said it.  It's not something I'm proud of , but I have to say that it's not something I'm ashamed of either.

In recent years smoking has become something that I do covertly.  I hide because I can't take the looks of non-smokers as I puff away, so I retreat to an outside smoking area so as to avoid those looks that seem to say "why are you trying to kill me with your filthy smoking habit" or " why don't you quit that filthy habit so you'll live longer and not cost me higher insurance rates when you have to go to the hospital with some terrible lung disease that your sure to get because your a filthy smoker".

One of the themes in all this is that apparently I am filthy.  Being filthy used to cost a dollar a pack, but the non-filthy people decided that I was so filthy they should charge me six dollars a pack now.  I suppose it's to clean me up somehow by getting me to quit smoking so I can start calling other people filthy smokers. Then I wouldn't be filthy any more, I would just be opinionated and think I can call people I don't know filthy whores because they smoke cigarettes.

I don't want all you non-smoking, apparently non-filthy, people going shit bird crazy on me over the contents of this post, after all, I already pay to much to smoke, have higher insurance rates, am scrutinized and sequestered to some out of the way no man's land (where all the filthy people go) so as not to frighten or pollute non-smokers with my second hand smoke, and I'm compared to uncaring, rude, Nazi like people who are probably responsible for the end of the world (even though the end hasn't happened yet, but trust me, when it does happen it will be those filthy smoker's fault).

When you think about all that it's no wonder people think I'm filthy, I'm actually feeling kind of dirty myself right now.  I'm awfully glad all you non smokers out there care enough to call me names and look down on me and other filthy smokers.  After all everyone needs checks and balances in their lives and I'm glad there are people that volunteer to be checks and balances for other peoples lives because nobody is perfect, I guess.  Now that I'm all stressed, I'm going out to the designated smoking area (actually its the dumpster out back, down the path and behind the designated sugar free area, you will see the Smokers' Outpost Cigarette Receptacle - Black - Ash & Trash there) smoke and visit with the rats that hang around there. I've had the opportunity to give them names over the years, one is named Camel, one Winston, and another I call Pall Mall.

In all seriousness, I am aware of the health hazards involved with smoking and I am aware that it is a serious issue with our kids.  I do not mean to make light of this filthy, addictive behavior that is responsible for much illness and death around the world.  With that being said I feel guilty about writing this post and have seriously considered deleting it and starting over.  As is obvious I did not do that, I went and had a smoke and thought about it and changed my mind.  Guilt is now built in to smoking so it doesn't have quite the impact it used to, sorry...  I'll tell you what, come outside and try to find me when I'm on a smoke break and we will talk about it, just follow the second hand smoke cloud or look for Winston, he likes the designated no junk food area!   I think he's on a health kick lately, I haven't told him about the designated 'no rodent' area...

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