Much as I sympathize with Soup_du_jour’s dilemma, I notice that he’s exhibiting an attitude typical of non-smokers: expecting smokers to psychically know of their aversion to smoke, and act accordingly.
Communication is the key.
—If it’s the day before classes start, and I’m not familiar with the way the ventilation system in the dorm works, and the dorm does, in fact, allow smoking, and my roommate doesn’t object, I’m going to smoke. If the smoke bothers you, get up and ask me to put it out. I can’t sense, through the wall, that it bothers you. I’m not even aware that you can smell it unless you tell me.
—If you’re visibly pregnant, I won’t smoke around you. But if you’re in the first trimester, or if your lump is obscured by heavy clothing, I won’t know that there’s a baby on board. You have to tell me.
—If I’m outside the building, and outside of the smoke-free radius, standing by the ashtray which I always use for its avowed purpose (no conditions: I never drop a butt on the ground. Even if I have to walk 100 yards to dispose of it.), then I am within the law. Save yourself the trouble of coughing and waving dramatically. I don’t care if you do have health problems; you saw me long before you got near me. Make a wider turn. It’s open air, and I’m not blowing it in your face.
—If you find a butt on the ground, don’t assume I put it there just because you saw me smoking earlier. No, I don’t know who did put it there, either. Have fun tracking down every smoker in the community.
—And if you see me walking back into the building holding the pack, don’t holler “NO SMOKING IN THE BUILDING!” I am not holding a lit cigarette; I am holding a pack which is going back into my purse or coat.
—If we’re going to be sharing a room or something, and I ask if you’ll mind my smoking, you’d better be sure you mean it if you say “Go ahead”. If you decide later that you don’t like it after all, of course I’ll stop, but you won’t endear yourself to me any more than my smoking endeared me to you.
—Don’t tell me to put it out. If it bothers you, I’ll move away. But I’m not putting it out; I paid for it.