Mega beef

Most days at work, I try to step outdoors to get a breath of fresh air and to escape my little office space where I have no sense of the day passing. These moments outdoors are intended to be refreshing and invigorating. So it really chaps my hiney when I exit onto Sparks street, take a breath of "fresh" air and choke on cigarette smoke. For the length of the block, I cannot breath for the stench of ciggie smoke. I find this is frequently the case when walking down any old office block, not just Sparks Street. I gotta say, my tolerance for cigarette smoke is down to nil, and I really resent the smokers who stand huddled like a flock of pigeons right next to the entrances, blatantly ignoring the "Do not smoke within 3 metres of the building" signs. So their smoke wafts right into the entrance of the building, so you actually choke on the smoke before you even exit the building.....lovely....

And that's my beef for the day.....