Saturday, July 10, 2004

The pains of cigarettes

Another reason to hate cigarettes.
I was walking by the little cafe they set up by the autoparc and some girl sitting in a chair on the 'terrace' flicks a cigarette behind her, grazing my arm. I stood, shocked, then glowered at her. She had this look on her face like she was scared to death of what I might do. Instead of yelling at her for almost setting my arm on fire, I walked away. Does that make me the bigger person or is it just another instance of conflict evading?

I should have yelled at her good.

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