| I never had a smoking pass. I never asked. I hated discount cigarettes smoke. Second hand smoke was probably the reason I took at least seven years of allergy shots and had no athletic ability as a child. I know of at least three culprits - my grandmother's cigarette smoke, our dusty church carpet and curtains, and the annual spring tree blossoms. My doctor tried to prove a point that I couldn't run by taking me out to the parking lot and testing me until I couldn't breathe. That was only three or four times across a two lane lot. He had me convinced that if I smoked I would die. I believed him. That belief save me a lot of money and lung capacity. To say that I have never had a drag on a cigarette would be a lie. I have. And I really liked the sweet flavor of clove cigarettes. But after too many margaritas and Princess Diana's funeral, I opted to "finish" my smoking experience, as Sedaris puts it. I paused just then. I almost wrote habit. But that would be a straight up lie. I think that all of my smoked cigarettes could fit into one pack. That is based on my vague knowledge that there are 20 cigarettes in a pack??? And one whole pack may be stretching it. |