Say Tak Nak To Smoking

Very cliche, but still...

The first thing that you do not need in a moody unmotivated morning is the second-hand smoke from smokers.

Conventionally having a breakfast, I am always gutted with people who smoke around me. Why? Read above.

While I always try to have a nice, secluded spot that keeps me away from them, there is always the glitch that you can’t stop people, especially smokers, to come along and sit at the table near you. Call me suey.

Then, the pack started coming out. The lighter lit. And the smoke parading away. This is where I go tulan.

Adding up to the situation, the guy this morning has a lansi face and was bragging in a loud-speaker voice that tenth-floor office staff can hear. Then came the ultimate break-point part. He blew a puff of smoke on my face.

So, I reactively and unintentionally give him cold hard mean stare. One thing that I do not know is that my stare can turn the roaring smoke-puffing lion into a whining pussy.

Apparently, he felt my rage aura and…well…apologized in the most guilty manner that I have ever seen. Being the ever..erhem…forgiving person, I smiled back. You see, he apologized, I will give him credit for that.

But then, the damage is done. Here in the office, I am ever the zombie-looking worker whose aura can diminish the approachable level of mine within the radius of the office parameter.

Moral of the story, smoking kills. It kills everything, including your mood to work.

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