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Smoking Bans Don't Go Far Enough
I was leaving work at lunch one day this past week and smelled slightly overdone microwave popcorn presumably coming from the company break room. I wrinkled my nose and quickly left the building because this odor offended my selectively-delicate nostrils.
I use the phrase "selectively-delicate" for a reason.
Having grown up "in the country" some odors that I don't even notice make others wretch. For instance, I once helped clean out a silo whose bottom was full of fermenting silage. A co-worker on the job couldn't stomach the stench of the sickeningly sweet-smelling substance, but it didn't bother me. And I'm also not phased by the pungent odors you will find lingering around commercial swine operations. I've been told that fragrance can make a person swear off bacon for life.
While some smells don't bother me in the least, others make me gag.
Such as burnt, microwave popcorn.
I'm also not too fond of burning leaves or the people who feel they must torch them. I think that's an asinine and completely unnecessary process that stinks up an entire neighborhood on a pleasant fall day and is only beneficial to the closet-pyromaniac who started the blaze. Can you tell I really hate burning leaves? Even the smallest fire can be smelled blocks away hours after it's been put out.
I'm also not especially fond of cigarette or cigar smoke, but I have devised an ingenious solution to that problem:
If a smoker is smoking close by and the smoke is bothering me, I move.
That's pretty radical thinking, right? Sometimes I take just a step back, sometimes more, three at the most. That gets the job done for me.
There are folks that have a significantly more extreme solution than mine and believe that smoking and smokers are the epitome of wickedness and should be banned everywhere on the planet and possibly even on the moon.
However, the moon ban is still being debated amongst that coalition and they may make it the "designated smoking section" for any earthlings still wishing to "light up" just to show that they do have a modicum of tolerance.
Some people from this coalition might sneer at my solution -- move away -- as being too simplistic for avoiding smokers. They might point out that the poor waitress or waiter at a restaurant can't move away from any smoking customers because that is their job. Here's my solution to those restaurant workers who are can't stomach the customers who choose to smoke:
Quit.
If the restaurant they are employed at allowed smoking before they were hired then they should have known that there was a risk of encountering smoke while at work. It was an existing "danger" inherent with the job.
Some jobs have innate risk. For instance, I've never once considered applying for a job as a lifeguard because there is an inherent danger of drowning and since I can't swim, that makes it doubly so.
But based on the same logic of some members of the smoking-ban coalition, IF I choose to apply for a lifeguard position and IF I was actually hired for that job despite my one itsy-bitsy flaw -- you know, the whole I-can't-swim issue -- THEN I could request that everyone stay out of the pool since it posed an inherent danger to me as the lifeguard. I suppose sunbathing would be OK.
Recently, the city of St. Louis and St. Louis County voted to outlaw smoking in public places and Illinois has had a ban for the entire state for nearly two years. Apparently, this upsurge in anti-smoking legislation is encouraging campaigns elsewhere including here in Cape.
Whether or not the local movement gets enough traction to put the issue up for a public vote is questionable. Personally, it makes no difference to me since I've already devised the aforementioned and practically foolproof system to avoid smokers whose habit bothers me.
But if the local anti-smoking committee broadens their thinking beyond just tobacco products, I might be convinced to vote in favor of a ban.
After all, burning leaves and charred microwave popcorn does offend my selectively-delicate nostrils.
But please don't think I'm such an intolerant S.O.B. who would want to universally ban the burning of leaves and the charring of popcorn.
Hardly. I would gladly allow any persons who wished to pursue those interests to do so at the same location as the soon-to-be-announced "designated smoking section."
You know, the one on the moon.
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