To All Outside the Yellow Box

Come on now, that disdainful look and that fake coughing, that contemptuous wave of the hand to suggest that we're some kind of a disease? Seriously. Enough is enough. What makes non-smokers think they are above it all? You want fresh air? Go to a club. Seriously. We get it. It's bad for our health and it's a threat to the environment, well, so does your driving of your posh 8-seater and you dont see us giving you supercilious looks do you? Social tolerance. Have some, it's free. It costs you nothing and it makes you a better person. I'm not justifying my bad habits, i dont have an excuse, but neither do you. I shall not go on to bitch about the absurd price of a pack of cigarettes these days nor the lengths the authorities have gone to let smokers like myself know that we're unwelcome social pariahs. My point is this. I've paid the ridiculous taxes, i only smoke where smoking is allowed, please, let me have my little Lilliputian slice of heaven in peace. Thank you.