Hey, Nonsmokers

Hey, you, nonsmokers. I’m sick and tired of hearing people bitch about smokers. I don’t mind being segregated into a smoking section, and I try very hard not to let my smoke offend a nonsmoker. But as far as complaining about what happened to your coat getting all smoky at a bar: What do people do in a bar? Hang, drink and smoke. Do you think this world revolves around what you want? Besides, there are always more important issues at hand, i.e., our homeless population, our poor who have no medical coverage, our elderly who go without heat because they don’t get enough Social Security to pay their fricking bills. Gee, I’m sorry that none of those compare to your precious red-quilted coat that got a few hot ashes on it. Golly, how selfish of me.

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