I haven't had a cigarette in a long time and I still miss it. I even love the smell of cigarette smoke. I've decided that in 35 years I'm going to start smoking again. It will be too late in my life to worry about the cumulative long term health risk associated with smoking, assuming of course I don't get killed by raging neocommunists democrats before then.
I’m so sick of the nanny state intrusion into our privacy. What if *they* didn’t like her perfume/deodorant...color of her lipstick...her ear rings...piercings? Where does it end.
I don’t think, in a public setting...that I have *ever* got so close to an employee to *smell* them. Geez.