As running and smoking don’t really go together, I decided
to quit. Smoking not running! Today I went out to buy my last pack of
cigarettes. Here is the conversation between me and the guy who sells
cigarettes at a small shop by the LSE.
Me: A ten Marlborough Lights please.
Him: Why not a 20?
Me: Well, I am trying to quit…
Him: Why m’am?
Me: Well, you know it’s healthier…
Him: Nooooooo m’am!!!! Everybody dies!!!
Me: But maybe one dies later,
if one does not smoke?
Him (very convinced): Noooo m’am!!! My grandfather never
ever smoked and he died very young. Very very young!
Me (with hope): Oh, so you are a smoker too?
Him: Nooooo m’am! Never smoked! But that does not matter! We
all have to die sooner or later!
Me: I think I will stick to my 10…
Him: Please don’t quit! My boss will think I do not do a
good job here – not selling enough merchandise…
Me: Always glad to help :)
Him: Thank you! Have a nice evening m’am! Enjoy your
cigarettes!
Leaving the shop I had a good feeling as if I’ve done something
really good today. What would that be?
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ReplyDeleteWell that's interesting, Roxy! Let's hope you won't go back to it again, and to motivate you, I am now one month smoke free. I feel great and don't miss it as much as before. Best of luck dear :)
ReplyDeleteOh Moe, you are right! It does feel a lot better, but sometimes you just miss it for a bit! however, i try to hang in there - as there is no way in the world I could run and smoke!!! I will keep thinking about you when I feel like having a ciggie:)
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