Tomorrow marks the official start to “Operation Quit Smoking” in my world and I am quite frankly, shitting my pants. Me & the ciggies have had a long and faithful relationship, 22 years to be exact. I have never been an adult without a cigarette. How terrifying is that little fact? I have a partner in crime for this little venture which is good- you know, spread the misery safety in numbers and all that crap. I was a pack a day smoker the very day that I started. I distinctly recall going to the store with Susin and buying that first shiny cello wrapped deck of Export “A”, taking that first deep drag and thinking “Sweet Jesus! This is what’s been missing!” An old boss of mine once said “If smoking were an Olympic sport, Kim would be Canada’s team captain.” I excel at few things and smoking has always been one of them.
I will miss dearly that gold pack with the weird chick in the kilt and hat holding her dapper little cane, but alas, as much as it hurts me, I am breaking up with her.
I have just one simple question. What the hell do you non-smokers do? I imagine that coffee breaks will become one big fucking dead zone with seemingly little point. After a great meal or a romp in the bedroom, what the hell do you do then? TELL ME!!! I NEED TO KNOW!!!
















