I can’t stand smokers, really I can’t. I won’t even kiss a girl who smokes, let alone ever choose to date one. But I’ll tell you what I hate even more, I hate half-hearted quitters.
There are two types of quitters. Those who say I quit and never pick up another cigarette the rest of their lives. I like these people. These are strong willed beings who deserve a brownie or sugary item of their choice, they will go far in life and be successful in anything they choose to do.
Then there is the other type of quitter. The “I’ve been trying to quit for 14 years now” quitter. The fucking weak willed pussy who smokes for one week quits for three days and starts right back up again because he or she needs their fix and can’t handle reality without their nicotine. Now, just because they decided to quit, I’m supposed to deal with them stressing out.
Don’t go around ruining everybody’s day just because you can’t smoke.. and you know.. that is what they do.. they just ruin your day. These over developed cum stains are bursting into tears or jumping out a window anytime the office copier isn’t working right.
Some people.. no wait… a lot of people like to say.. “You don’t really understand unless you’re a smoker”.
Frankly, I really don’t give a shit. Just because some low self esteem self hater (and are there really any other kinds of smokers) decided to make the mistake of smoking and got addicted I should be supportive and understanding on their road to recovery?
I went through my whole life making damn sure I didn’t smoke. Now because a loser who thought they could be cool at one point in their life didn’t have the will power to say no to smoking and got hooked, I’m suppose to deal with their moody bullshit. Riiight…..
Fuck them up the ass with a pack of cigarettes and three cigars. These pieces of wasted DNA need to make a god damn choice. You’re either a smoker or you’re not. Find out which one and be that person and if you can’t decide stay the fuck away from me and eat some of those nicotine patches until your tongue falls out and your eyes turn yellow. Stop bothering me with your pathetic crap. Loser.
What I’m trying to say is that I’m done dealing with these half-ass quitters and their idiotic emotional roller coasters. I already don’t deal with smokers, I’ll fire you if you start smoking and you work for me. I’ll not hire you if you smell like smoke, ect ect… now I’m taking this to the next level with these half-ass quitters. If you’re a quitter than fucking quit, if you’re a smoker than fucking smoke your god damn brains out. Please just don’t be one of losers who “wants to quit but just can’t do it”.