||[Mar. 30th, 2010|10:08 pm]
Today I got in the elevator with this woman who had just been outside smoking. Smelled like smoke, pack of cigarettes in hand, obvious. And she went to the 2nd floor, which bothers the hell out of me unless you have some sort of apparent medical condition that prevents you from taking the stairs up one stinkin' floor. And you know what she says? "This pollen's going to kill me!"
Yes. Uh-huh. The pollen. That's exactly what you're going to die from.
I mean, obviously smokers know that it's bad for them and all, but... lol.