OK. So I smoke. I know that. You know that.
Terrible habit – I know – blah blah blah. Walk a mile in my shoes is all I can say to that.
But guess what. You, Mr. Stranger I’ve never seen before have absolutely no right to walk up to me while I’m smoking in MY office area where I’m allowed to smoke, minding my business, reading my book, and tell me I should quit.
Gee? You think? I didn’t know! And SURELY I will now that YOU’VE told me so!
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