You missed the point of my post: It is tiresome, why they won’t respect other’s rights and be civil and polite and not crowd the door? I suspect it is the me-me-me-my-right-to-be-smelly-and-inflict-smoke-on-others trumps all other rights.
So, one day last year, April, I think, I did give $5.00 to a guy that pan-handles outside the Metro stop and had him stand with the smokers during the noon rush to smoke. A real smelly guy and it was an absolute hoot to watch the smokers react.
Cheap entertainment for about 10-minutes. Then back to work.
Say. . . .I think I’ll do it again. . .should be fun.
Nope. It has nothing to do with what you said. It has to do with people that still smoke and have been made to smoke outside in the cold because they have been legislated to where they are to smoke. Right, wrong, that is the issue. Not the smokers wanting to make you smell their smoke for 10 or 20 seconds while you are walking into work. Walk around them. Evil smokers don't like the cold any more than you do. So they are crowding the door, which becomes farther and farther from the entrance that they are normally welcome to each and every day as non-smokers become more and more militant. Not that smokers want to be that way, it has just become more legislatively more popular.
Childish.
You sound like you have the ‘me me me’ attitude that forced all of the smokers into one area.
I think I'll find out where you work, look up that bum, and pay him a hundred dollars to shit on your desk.
Won't that be a hoot?
Hey, here's a thought for ya. Why don't you designate an INDOOR smoking area for people. Then they won't be forced outside in inclement weather.
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If you and yours had left them (us) one place to smoke inside, they (me) would not be prone to crowd any doors.
But since you insist on smoking bans in places you would never go anyway, you get a little door crowding.
I have adopted the habit of using an unlit cigarette to clear the fat chicks out of the candy aisle at the grocery store.
It IS fun!
Still standing on the sidelines and watching the other boys’ play, eh?