09 March 2013

A Lesson: From One Smoker to Another


I thought it was going to be just another typical Friday afternoon at The Peak in Gaisano Mall when I had my after lunch smoke. The weather was neither inviting nor conducive for smoking, but I smoked anyway because a day without nicotine is definitely not going to end well—at least that’s how I see it. So, I consumed my first stick like it’s my favorite chocolate bar I immediately lit up another one. As I was having my first puff from that second stick, I saw two teenage boys in school uniform (probably High School students) tapping their cigarette sticks on their thumbnail while approaching to the smoking area. They exchanged a few more sentences before one of the boys walked towards this short, oriental-looking guy standing on my left to ask for a light. What happened next was interesting. I heard the guy asked a question to the boy, said a few words then threw his cigarette butt to the trash can beside me and left. At the corner of my eye, I saw the boy stopped tapping, his right hand with the cigarette hanging midair, looking at his left and right, possibly checking who witnessed that conversation and at the same time, who to ask for a light next. Here’s what I think he told the boy. “You’re still a student right?  Sorry but I won’t light your cigarette.”

While he was walking farther away, I was staring at him like he’s some superhero. At the same time, I felt this certain shame for the boy for having been rejected, and for myself, for tolerating some students to smoke by giving them a light previously. I hurriedly threw my unconsumed stick, in fear that he might go to me for a light and commit that sin for tolerating them to have this vice like I do, and walked away as fast as I could.  This is what’s going on in my head as I was leaving the smoking area: sure, we cannot tolerate students, particularly High School students to smoke especially if they are wearing their school uniform. But on the other side, as I keep telling friends, especially my non-smoking friends, smoking is a decision. And as long as you finance your own vice, and can still afford to eat three times a day despite having that vice, then I do not see any problem with that. Besides, I further defended myself, those students that I lent my lighter are in college. They are old enough to choose to smoke cigarettes and drink booze. Unlike with High School students, most of them smoke out of fad or peer pressure.

So what will I do if I run into this situation again? I mean this time, I'm the one who is being asked for a light. Will I have the guts—or the heart to do the same thing as the guy did? These teens can also defend themselves by saying, “if you think smoking is bad, then why do you still smoke? You are also not setting a good example.” Honestly, I still do not know what to do. Whether if I have the heart to say no, or if I will be cheerful giving them a light. I just hope that no students will ask me for a light in the near future!

Sure, the ultimate solution here is to quit smoking. But that’s not what smokers (me included) want to hear. We quit at our own pace, at our own time. But if I am to impart a word or two to budding smokers out there, here’s what I’ve got to say: Don’t start too early. And make sure you finance your own vice!