Hey you. Yeah, you. With that thing between your teeth. Sorry to bother you, but I can’t breathe over here. My lungs are starting to feel tight, my throat is closing up. Do you think you could put out your cigarette for just a second? No? Okay, that’s fine too... Great, I can’t stop coughing. Thanks a lot. Now I’m going to have to get my inhaler out, it’s embarrassing. I’m not trying to be rude, really. It’s just that your smoke is causing my airways to swell up. No big deal.
It’s not fair that you were born with a perfect pair of lungs, you don’t care about them. You’re ruining them. I would do anything to not have to carry an inhaler with me everywhere, just in case. I really wish I didn’t have to do breathing treatments every night before bed, but I’ll live. No really, all the hospital visits aren’t that bad.