I live in a magical land where my non-smoking friends merely disapprove and don't have ultra-hyper-mega-asthma or bloodhound noses.
I come back inside, someone says, "You stink of smoke." Five minutes later, nobody notices or cares. It's not like five hours later someone bursts into the room and cries: "HARK! YOU VILLAIN, I CAN SMELL TRACES OF DEATH UPON YOUR GARMENTS! OUT WITH YE, WENCH! OUT!"
Smoking is bad for you. I doubt there's many smokers that aren't aware of this fact. We like it.
I mean, honestly if someone wouldn't want to go out with me because I smoked, well I wouldn't want want to go out with them or even be -interested- for their sheer lack of tolerance.
I come back inside, someone says, "You stink of smoke." Five minutes later, nobody notices or cares. It's not like five hours later someone bursts into the room and cries: "HARK! YOU VILLAIN, I CAN SMELL TRACES OF DEATH UPON YOUR GARMENTS! OUT WITH YE, WENCH! OUT!"
Smoking is bad for you. I doubt there's many smokers that aren't aware of this fact. We like it.
I mean, honestly if someone wouldn't want to go out with me because I smoked, well I wouldn't want want to go out with them or even be -interested- for their sheer lack of tolerance.