i work for one of the many cubicle farms in uptown charlotte. i endure the many mass emails about position changes in the corporate heirarchy, when the fridges are going to be cleaned out, and times when there are going to being inane policy changes. we also get periodic emails from the company that leases us space in this tower of power. one that has made more than one go round on the email splattering is a warning to building occupants about smoking in front of the building.
i have received this email at least four time since i started working here over a year ago. as has every other employee of the company. its unprofessional to walk up to a company and see a dozen people or so leaning against the corporate signage sucking away on cancer stick after cancer stick. and mind you, right around the corner from the entrance of our building is a designated smoking area.
but yet, every time i mosey on outside and walk across the street to refuel on my more than likely testicle shrinking energy drinks, i have to first wade through a smog of cigarette smoke.
then after that, i have to walk through the “smoking section” outside the BofA mall. the one where people totally ignore the engraved plaques that tell them where they are permitted to smoke.
now, i am not one of those people that just sits back and gripes about the constant smoke at establishments. it goes hand in hand with going out on the town for a night. you just know that you are going to have to hit up your clothes with febreze the next day. and if i am out and about, i am usually hammered, so it doesn’t bother me. but in the sober broad day light, i don’t need to smell like an ashtray. i think as retribution i might start farting in smoking co-workers cubicles…