I was standing in line at IGA a moment ago, when I overheard what was making the line take so long:
Cashier: Here you go
Woman: No, I don’t like that one.
Cashier: What about this one?
Woman: No, that makes me feel sick.
Cashier: This one then?
Woman: I suppose it’s the best of a bad bunch…
The woman was buying cigarettes, and picking the packet she wanted, based on the gruesome warnings they flaunt.
The thing is, if you’re going to smoke anyway, why worry about the pictures? It’s not like they’re lying to you. Smoking gives you cancer. Smoking harms others around you. Smoking clogs your arteries. There’s no tiptoe-ing around the simple facts. After the woman got her cigarettes (I believe she picked the packet with the cancerous mouth), she had a conversation with the man in front of me:
Woman: I know that it can happen, but I really don’t like the artery pack.
Man: (buying VB and cigarettes) That’s why I drink AND smoke. They kind of cancel each other out.
Woman: I totally know what you mean. But neither is going to kill me.
Man: Well, the beer will probably get me before the smokes, so hopefully liver failure before cancer.
Woman: I was thinking peacefully in my sleep at ninety, but your way sounds good too.
I don’t really know where their logic came from, it didn’t make much sense to me, but they appeared to get it. My logic is simple. Don’t drink in excess. Don’t smoke. Ever. Eat healthily. Live a long life. Unfortunately, sometimes it’s the people who live like that who die of cancer at young ages while the drinkers/smokers live long lives. Life is so not fair sometimes…
Love and healty living,
frangipani princess xoxo