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Hi, I'm Emmett
("Hi Emmett")
seriously though, I'm 16, and I've already worked 3 shitty jobs: Marty's Pizza, Target, and Burger King, and for anyone who knows anything about the food industry, everyone smokes. Managers, employees, everyone smokes. That is how i started, I just wanted something to do on my break.
The pizza place and Target were especially depressing, because they were both so dull and uninspiring, I just needed something to alter my consiousness, however slightly, in order to keep actually working and not just sit in the break room (s) hating my life
That being said, I like smoking. I like it alot, in fact. I love the way it tastes, the way it feels, everything about it. I realize, my dad being a doctor, along with years of D.A.R.E., that it is a HORRIBLE health choice, but truthfully, when I get my 15 minute break from putting burgers into the charbroiler and getting yelled at by soccer mom #11 and her 5 kids screaming about their cheeseburgers without pickles, cut in half, and with extra ketchup, I truly do not give a fuck. I dont give a fuck about my lungs, I dont give a fuck about my health, I just want to have a Camel filter in peace.
I tried quitting, actually, I did quit. I was smoking about half a pack a day for probably 7 months and one day my parents caught me and got really pissed and I realized that it was stupid to smoke, so I straight up stopped. I realize, half a pack isnt that much, but its the same general idea.
The thing is, I had quit. I didnt have the urge to smoke anymore...it was over. For a month, I didnt even think about smoking at all. But for some reason, my 15 minute breaks just weren't as fufilling. My depressing ass job was still a depressing ass job after my break, and without a cigarette, I had to face that without any help.
i started smoking again, and I dont want to quit. Maybe some day, but not now.
those are my thoughts...kind of rambling im sorry