I could probably fill pages on why I hate smoking. Why I hate smokers, actually I hate most of them not all...well this is speaking of the ones who are still alive for me to hate them for it...
But seriously, I hate smokers who live in denial of what smoking does, I hate smokers who expect me to respect their choice of self-intoxicating themselves while they refuse to respect my choice of not sharing that dreadful end with them.
I hate social smokers who have to go outside on a balcony when it's -3 degrees to smoke while socializing with a snow blizzard.
I hate narguileh smokers who insist they are not smokers but just "blow" a bit...They refuse to say they are addicts yet somehow every outing with them has to involve a pipe with tobacco on one side and bubbling water on the other.
I hate how a perfectly breathtaking girl can suddenly lose all her charm just as she picks up the cigarette box and pulls one out...
I hate how smokers' breath smells...and I hate that I felt like I was kissing an ashtray when I did end up going out with a smoker ...
So for heaven's sake...if you really want to fulfill the "Dust to Dust and Ashes to Ashes" statement then by all means do that...but while I am around...No Smoke please!
So...now...YKWIH...well...part of it...Smoking ...to be continued !
