I've been waiting for this shit for years. I hate having to breathe other people’s second hand smoke. And to be fair, my friends try to keep it to a minimum around me cause they ain’t arseholes. I hated the way my clothes would smell when I came back from the pub or a club... I hated when you hung out with a smoker, you would always stink of smoke...
It makes so much sense to have a smoking ban, it will encourage people to quit, which is only good for peoples health, though probably not the economy...
So now I’m back in Scotland, why am I not happy? Who would have expected it to all blow up in my face?
Instead of having clubs stink of smoke, I now realise that the smoke was covering up the smell of something far worse... Sweat. The smoke covered up all the smells of sweaty people dancing and dripping everywhere, and it ain’t pretty. Think of that guy who sits next to you on the bus, who stinks so badly, your eyes start to water a little... well now they are dancing all around you!
Another thing which is grinding my gears at the moment is the fact that I now have nowhere to put my chewing gum... I eat a lot of the stuff, and now they took away the ashtrays away so I can’t put it anywhere. The ashtray was the focal point for all rubbish, from the aforementioned chewing gum and sachets of used sauce, to the bottle labels picked off by your sexually frustrated friend.
All that doesn’t matter as much as the fact you have to fight your way past hundreds of smokers blocking the entrance cause they are out there smoking, only to be the one left alone watching the table while your friends go outside to chat and enjoy a cigarette... Gah!!! Punished for not smoking!!!
Though ill have the last laugh, as when the first winter kicks in, they will all regret smoking, as I shall be warm... and if that isn't enough, I'll also finish their drinks.
Iron Fist
Also, I thought this was quite a funny advert for stopping smoking…
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