So I’m standing outside on my lunch break, enjoying one of my three daily cigarettes, when a guy comes up to me and asks if he can bum one. I usually say no to these kinds of requests, but I’m feeling charitable for the first time this decade so I decide to give him one. Suddenly, I feel someone behind me, shadowing me like a boogyman. It’s another fucking dude.
“Actually, can I have one of those, too?”
Well, I put my foot down. “Sorry, last one.” And he knew I was lying because he saw me open my pack for Dude #1 and I could see a what-a-bitch look forming on his face as I walked away.
What I wanted to say was: “Do I LOOK like a fucking cigarette machine to you?! Do you think cigarettes grow on TREES?! No, they don’t!!! They grow on plants, and I pay MY money to someone so they can grind up those plants and mix them with various tars and contaminants and put them in a little tube, which I can then enjoy! And you’re not getting one!!! Get a job!!! Oh, wait, you work here with me, you do have a job. So go buy some goddamn cigarettes!!!”
Seriously, what is the major malfunction of these people? Even when I’m really dying for a cigarette (which I never am, because I’m not addicted) I wouldn’t ask a complete stranger for one, any more than I would ask them for money for the bus. No, wait, people ask for that, too.
And I get someone asking me for a cigarette almost every day. Whether I’m on break at work, or walking home, or waiting outside a building, I’ll get asked for a smoke, if I happen to be smoking at the time. Hell, one time some dude (and it is always a dude, women have never asked me for cigarettes) cornered me while I was coming out of the convenience store with a brand new pack. If I gave out cigarettes to every person who requested one, I’d be flying through two packs a week. Not cool, anonymous strangers!
That’s it, from now on I’m going to take one cigarette to work in a plastic baggie so when some loser with no concept of trading money for goods and services asks me for one I can truthfully say that it was my last one. I’m all for the occasional charitable giving of carcinogenic substances, but this has pushed me too far.
And the next shadowy dude who asks for one is getting a butt in the eye, I swear to God.