[Image-1]
Whether it be due to economic hardship, social-disease or poor personal-development, the constant inability to enjoy a cigarette downtown without being asked by usually up to three people is the most annoying circumstance imaginable. You quite literally have to sneak away to a secluded area to avoid the unpleasantness of another “No, I’m sorry I don’t,” situation. It’s insane. —The Zen Smoker
This article appears in Oct 16-22, 2014.
You work. You earn a salary. You seek out the stores that can still sell tobacco products, and purchase your brand. They are yours.
End of story.
For those who are too lazy, careless or stupid to partake in the intricate choreography of this complex socioeconomic ballet, it can be summed up in two monosyllabic words known to every schoolboy. Learn to channel your Zen Sonofabitch, Grasshopper.
There was a guy in residence at university that used to always want to know if anyone was walking to the liquor store and, if so, could they pick up a six pack for him. This went on for months but then one day someone took his money but instead of his favourite brand they brought him back a brand that he hated. He never asked again.
Maybe OB can find some really raunchy cigarettes to give out to the moochers. It would add a little fun to the day.
A SEXUALLY IMPROPER QUESTION?
“You quite literally have to sneak away to a secluded area to avoid the unpleasantness of another, ‘No, I’m sorry I don’t’ situation.'” The Zen Smoker
What was the question The Zen Smoker asked before having to sneak away to avoid the unpleasantness of another “No, I’m sorry I don’t” situation? Was it sexually improper?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
(Avatar #57: The 1936 Olympic Games)
Punt that guilt in the gutter, Zen Smoker. As long as cigarettes are legal, there is nothing the whiners can do. Enjoy, my friend, while the complainers suck up those lovely downtown exhaust fumes.
Seems like a right of passage at the Dartmouth Bus Terminal, waiting for the bus you tend to observe these dances. One favourite is the guy who does laps and picks up the throw away butts, not sure if he ever gets on a bus or not. Seems though most people will give then not.
When I smoked I never said “No, I’m sorry I don’t” because I wasn’t sorry.
Just say they’re Menthol from now on- no one likes that shit!
The smoker paying $12/pkg and purchasing four packages a week spend $2500/yr which costs them $75,000 over 30 years. Really? Imagine a pack a day smoker wasting $130,000 over the same time frame.
Imagine investing this for retirement at the age of 16. At 46 one would have over $250,000. At 67 years of age it is almost $450,000.
No wonder smokers rely on public transit and their prospects in later life are limited to subsidized senior housing.
This lesson should be taught at home.
Smoking is just another tax for people stupid people to pay. “Hey look, I got these things that kill you and most of the cost of purchasing them is tax.” Yeah, that’s pretty fucking bright. Where do I get these magical things? Idiots!
Just smoke at home like us us pot smokers do. Problem solved.
Two words … Duty Free.
“Nope, can’t get these around here…”
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f…
Michael did you recently quit smoking?
What Fob said 😉
These are always good for a laugh.
http://www.gagworks.com/Exploding-Bang-Cig…
Mich – Make your own E-juice, a little messy but it’s easy and way cheaper than buying it.
FYI: There’s a guy who sells e-cigs at the Weekend Market on Canal St,not sure about his prices though.
Feel like an excommunicated Jehovah’s Witness at a couch social. :p
**Church social.
Nobody asks for my menthols. 🙁 tehe
I caught on to the menthols trick way back when in high school. Nobody wanted to bum a menthol. Much, much later I quit. Doesn’t stop folks from trying to bum a smoke though. I still get approached. Especially, downtown. I don’t think you need to be smoking to get targeted. You just need to be breathing. And for hard-core nicotine addicts even that point is debatable.
I still get asked for smokes even thought I’ve quit. I figure I just have that look, that cool smokers look so I take it as a complement. Like getting ID’d when you’re still 25.
Keep a couple o dem contraband indian smokes in your pack and give em one of those dried up ranchy things, they won’t be back.