SMOKE GETS IN MY EYES
I don't remember my first time. I think I was in college then and would do it only on occasion, especially if a cute girl offered. Once I graduated though and started working, I found myself doing it more and more. Over twenty times a day.
Cigarettes that is.
In my first job, it was so easy to smoke. I just had to head to the pantry and puff away. Every time a client bitched, I automatically headed to the pantry and lit up. Every time someone invited me for a stick, I couldn't say no. Although it was a way for me to blow the tension off from work it was also the perfect way to socialize in the office. Almost everybody there smoked and had quite a story to tell. By the end of the day, I was wheezing from either smoking or laughing too much.
When I moved to Lintas in Rufino Tower, the only way for me to smoke was to make the tedious journey to the 6th floor every time. We smoked in packs (of people, not cigs) and I ended up smoking more in one sitting since it took so much effort to make the trip. We had to squeeze as much nicotine in our lungs to tide us over for a few hours. Like before, it was still a social event.
Here in my current office, smoking has become "me" time. I think only one other person smokes here and he and I don't have the same schedules. We'd have the occasional stick together but more often than not, smoking has become a solo flight.
That's why I enjoy going out with my friends from my high school days. A lot of us smoke and some of us smoke only when we're together (away from the watchful eyes of their better halves - to protect their identities, I will disguise them under the names Tommy Abuel and R-Gay). There's nothing like hazy laughter on a late night out.
Where am I going with this? I think I need a cig.
Cigarettes that is.
In my first job, it was so easy to smoke. I just had to head to the pantry and puff away. Every time a client bitched, I automatically headed to the pantry and lit up. Every time someone invited me for a stick, I couldn't say no. Although it was a way for me to blow the tension off from work it was also the perfect way to socialize in the office. Almost everybody there smoked and had quite a story to tell. By the end of the day, I was wheezing from either smoking or laughing too much.
When I moved to Lintas in Rufino Tower, the only way for me to smoke was to make the tedious journey to the 6th floor every time. We smoked in packs (of people, not cigs) and I ended up smoking more in one sitting since it took so much effort to make the trip. We had to squeeze as much nicotine in our lungs to tide us over for a few hours. Like before, it was still a social event.
Here in my current office, smoking has become "me" time. I think only one other person smokes here and he and I don't have the same schedules. We'd have the occasional stick together but more often than not, smoking has become a solo flight.
That's why I enjoy going out with my friends from my high school days. A lot of us smoke and some of us smoke only when we're together (away from the watchful eyes of their better halves - to protect their identities, I will disguise them under the names Tommy Abuel and R-Gay). There's nothing like hazy laughter on a late night out.
Where am I going with this? I think I need a cig.
Yeah, my man! Pero yung mga iba din, ayaw na e. Philip quit when he couldn't get any freebies from Bob. Si Bob alangin na. Si TC ayaw na rin.
Hmmm... how many of us smoke in the group anyway? (Aside from Tommy and RG?)
Posted by
banzai cat |
11:39 AM
Jigs, you, me, tommy, ryanreynoldsfan, miko, dino.
tini, pich, bob and tc are quitters!
Si ching carries around a lighter lang.
Posted by
Jay |
2:09 PM