I've struggled quite a lot with how I would behave as a non smoker. Would I be snobbish, and sneer at smokers? Would I behave as though it didn't bother me at all? Would I cough really loud to attract their attention, and then sneer? Would I vomit on their shoes?
I had also had a pretty clear cut policy in mind that there would be no smoking in my yard, in my house, on my porch, in my car, or anywhere that was mine. These were my safety zones. This wasn't really a policy that I actively placed for a couple of reasons 1) I figured it was a given. and 2) I don't have many smokers in my life.
I found since then that it isn't really a given - some people even let others smoke in their car if they roll the window down.
I've also found that - it really doesn't matter. They're going to get their message across to you whether you smell their stink or not. I don't think that i ever knew what "Peer Pressure" was. They played it off like it was some teenage pressuring some other teenager into taking a cigarette and lighting it up when I was young. "Oh come oooonnn.. Just one won't hurt you." they said they would say to us. I was ready for that. As far as I ever knew, I never once experienced peer pressure.
But I did. I experienced it in the adds, and all of the smokers around me "enjoying" their ciggies with the looks of pure bliss on their faces. Did you ever have a look of pure bliss on your face when you smoked? Seriously. I could the number of cigs that I "really" wanted and enjoyed on one hand. What about the stressed times - all of those really dramatic teenage times when so and so was dating this girl that had stole your boyfriend last time too? Other kids got into those positions and smoked. What about tests and bad grades and bad report cards? As you gazed out the window of the bus, dreading going home to show the reports to your parents, there ere all of those smoking kids walking down the street laughing and looking cool as a cucumber. It never occurred to me that their parents didn't care if they had bad grades, or that they didn't care what their parents said or did. I wanted what they had - the entire carefree and fun lifestyle - smoking included.
Oh, I used to sneer at them, and say how horrible they looked. Ho