SMOKING is the most disgusting habit anyone could ever have. It's smells, it's expensive and it's not only killing you, but it's probably killing the rest of us faster.
So you can imagine how I must feel to work on a cigerette kiosk in a supermarket chain. I've dealt with a variety of different people and all other supermarket workers know exactly the types there are. It's always the same old thing, they walk up to the counter leen over and say: "Can I have.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. What do I smoke?"
They've only been smoking them all of their life, every day, ten times a day and the government wonder why people are still ignoring the warning sign on every packet. They don't even read the front!
What about those who aren't good with English (no disrespect,) they approach the counter and say: "Giff meh....tabac" or say "3.38" as they point at what they want, along with all the other products priced at £3 odd.
The people that can speak the language still don't make any sence, one once said: "Yellow tabacco" I asked which one and he replied: "The one right infront of you" As I was looking at Golden Virginia yellow, Drum yellow, Amber leaf and Cutters Choice just to name a few of those that are yellow.
But now the fun and games have gotten even better now that the government have a new legislation that tobacco products can't be visable to the public. Our ciggy's have been shut away with grey sliding doors - looks tidier but less efficient when it takes me 6 doors to find one item and that's with the customer pointing at a door saying: "That one, that one" before even telling me the brand, size and value of the things he's after, and it's not even the right door!
Or what about the men that stand in the queue for 10 minutes, ignoring the folder on the desk that is clearly marked "Tobacco price list" to ask "How much are Mayfair?" Then when you tell them 6.04 they abruptly respond with "NAHHHHHH" in my face - Excuse me?
What is there to enjoy about this whole process? It's hassle buying, it's hassle doing and it's hassle going outside to do it. I don't care if you don't drink, gamble or socialise it doesn't give anyone a free pass to kill everyone else by polluting the air.
There's too many stories I have to tell. It's not just the product it's the stereotype that comes with it, greasy hair, the smell of dog mess and last nights dinner on your back, your back, really?!
They all moan about the prices to, apparently it's all tax these people are paying for and I'm sure it is, but someones got to fund the NHS while they're busy saving lifes due to the cause of smoking.
I hate to generalise, I really do even if I do find it funny. I've met some of the nicest people in my job.
My grandad died at the age of 57 - cancer through passive smoking yet never smoked a cigerette in his life.
People may not like my opinion and they may justify their reasons against other impacts within the world but I'll ask you this one thing. If you found your 5 year old son smoking your left overs like you did your parents, what would you have to say? I know what I'd say pot, kettle and black.
Stephen Humphries
The Blog Rat is part of my split personality of student journalist Stephen Humphries.
Reading these rants can bring comedy to lifes little niggles.
These rants are mostly one sided and make rediculous generlisations of people and life.
The majority of posts are revolved around Stephen's part-time supermarket job, where he works as a cashier on a cigerette kiosk.
Be prepared for some ill punctuation and the occasional spelling error.
Enjoy
@Steph3n_H
Reading these rants can bring comedy to lifes little niggles.
These rants are mostly one sided and make rediculous generlisations of people and life.
The majority of posts are revolved around Stephen's part-time supermarket job, where he works as a cashier on a cigerette kiosk.
Be prepared for some ill punctuation and the occasional spelling error.
Enjoy
@Steph3n_H
steph3nhumphries.blogspot.com
steph3nhhumphries.com
Thursday, 5 April 2012
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