Two days of heavy rain in San Jose. The places life takes you, man-- a phrase that I think to myself often. The sidewalks and the strange apartments and the cigarette stops. This afternoon I found myself looking for cigarettes to kill time and pulled into a deserted gas station. There wasn't a mini mart--just one of those booths where you talk to a person through glass. There was an abysmal selection of cancer sticks. They didn't have my usual brand: Virgina Slims superslims menthol. They didn't have any of my backup brands, or any of my backup backup brands. I stood there for a moment, at a loss, until I remembered an evening spent in Los Angeles smoking Benson & Hedges with some friends. OK, Benson & Hedges 100 menthols, please. $10 minimum for debit card? ...OK, two packs of Benson & Hedges 100 menthols.
Certain types of people tend to smoke certain cigarette brands. Virginia Slims are the go to for middle aged, middle class women. American Spirits for the young crowd, and so on. But who the hell smokes Benson & Hedges? I have no idea. Benson & Hedges taste fine during a night of drunken college reverie. They do not make good lonely cigarettes to smoke in your car while the rain pours down during your lunch hour. They taste weird and they smell kind of bad. Before anybody tells me that all cigarettes taste and smell bad, allow me to say this: my refined smoker's palate does not approve. Oh, and fuck you. If you have not yet been subject to my rant about how I hate people who hate smokers, now you have. What an easy, tired subset of the population to complain about. I won't get into it further.
Anyway, I was stuck with two packs of these cigarettes I didn't really want, so I gave one away to a young coworker. I hope he took this to be an act of kindness and didn't think I was trying to be like his cool older sister or something.
Honestly, I really just want to quit smoking, but I lack the fortitude.
It's strange. After a long period of time where I was just posting pictures and music and whatnot on this blog, I suddenly feel like I have a lot of things to say again. This happens to me in phases. I guess I'm feeling wordy again.
I'M WAY BETTER THAN YOU CUZ I DON'T SMOKE.
ReplyDeleteHaha. Just kidding.
However, I am not kidding when I say that having "minimum purchase amount" rule is against the contract that stores sign with the banks.
((I really am kidding. I know you know how its bad for you etc. etc. I don't think anyone is better for doing one thing over the other. Its good you want to quit, I think that being broke might provide that fortitude. Cigs are expensive))
ReplyDeleteI just wrote a post about my take on smoking...
ReplyDeleteU can do it!
Benson & Hedges has a strange relationship with my bowel, especially an after meal smoke.
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