You Stink

I've reached the few remaining moments of my tolerance for cigarette smoking in public areas; including sidewalks and streets. It stinks, it's polluting my lungs (I could give a shit about yours; you smoking sons-of-a-bitches), and it's pissing me off. The best example I have of unnecessary smoking, came in the form of some white trash piece of crap, smoking in the First Aid area of an event I recently attended (more on that later). There were clearly "no smoking" signs, and it was not as if the idiot came into this zone already smoking. No, he lit up while he was waiting. Are you kidding me? I smoked for a short time many years ago, mostly when I was at a party or bar, but I can't deal with it on any level anymore. I'm sure that time will make it impossible for anyone to smoke in anyplace but their home, but it sure can't get here fast enough.

My second complaint of walking stenches, is the clearly noseless bimbos and would-be gigolos who seemingly bathe for three hour stretches in nothing but the most offensive colognes and perfumes. I understand that long term exposure to certain things will make you use more to get the same effect; at least in your own mind, but for Goddsake, what about those with allergies? What about the effect your stench has on those around you, not that you care. I have now become very wary about attending any public performances, cuz I'm deathly afraid that some blue hair will sit down next to me, completely immersed in the smell of her nasty, immediate-headache-inducing, what she believes to be pleasant, perfume. Well, cuz I'm trapped, in a crowded theatre with no other seats to which I can escape. At least 3 times a week, as I descend to the first floor on the elevator in my building, I must make several stops; only to allow some vomitous snatch to board with me, sending my sinuses into uncontrollable spasms.

Note to all of the world... stop the filthy smoking, and lay off the wholly unnecessary perfume baths. If not, beware my wrath. Nothing violent, but you will be told that you reek. I can be very insulting when I want to be, and in these cases, I REALLY want to be.