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The Serial Killer — Part 3

Wow! She is driving a sporty car. I wonder if she is as sporting as the car. By the way, my car model is the same as hers.

After being briefed by the HR personnel, my manager brings me to the department. She is in the same department too. What a coincidence. Though she is small in size, but that does not make her less sporting. She is always cheerful and helpful. Best of all, she does not have a boyfriend.

I purposely let other female colleagues know that I have a crush on her. She must have known it by now. I want to show her how manly I am. I help her whenever I can and spend time with her whenever I can. She smiles more towards me. It is a good sign.

Still, there is no improvement on the love relationship. I wonder why. Is she too shy? Girls are generally shy in this aspect. They want boys to take the initiative. Maybe I should take the initiative to ask her out.

“Hissss…” the smoke in the dustbin is slowly dying out. She pours water on the smoke! How can she do that? I am talking to other male colleagues and enjoying our smoking time outside our office. And, there she is, holding a cup of water and pours into the dustbin. What is she trying to do? Is she crazy?

Thus, the love relationship never blossoms. She is the one who puts out the fire.

After a year, I resign. On my last day, I go through the stuff in my drawers. I find some sweets with a note.

“I am allergic to smoke smell. Furthermore, smoking is bad for your health. The sweets are for you to clean your breath, to think of me.”

Ah, what have I missed? If I quit smoking, will we be together now? I lose, because of smoking. Everything is too late now because she has resigned one month earlier.

 

Part 1 and Part 2

 

Note to myself

This is the final part of the anti-smoking serial. Though the last assignment is unexpected, but I manage to write about the lost of love because of smoking. I write it from the view of a boy, who is a smoker. Though I am not a smoker, nor a boy, I hope it brings out the message. For smokers out there, which is more important? Smoking, or the love of your life?

The Serial Killer — Part 2

Part 1

You take out the gun, your hands’re trembling

You pull the trigger, you’re shocked

The person is killed

There is fear inside you

Yet, you are thrilled

You kill more and more

You are addicted

You have found the love of your life — Killing

 

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Stop killing!

 

Note to myself

Another quick production of poem without much editing. I am not a smoker. I have this idea from a Cantonese movie where a man finds the thrill of killing people after his first killing. The killing metaphor is just like the smoker’s killing.

Smokers may not realize how much the life of a non-smoker has changed. The least that a smoker can do to his / her loved ones, is not to kill them a.k.a. smokes in front of them.

 

The Serial Killer — Poem

Walking to the left

Walking to the right

Walking to the front

Making a U-turn

Yes, I see you

The cold-blooded serial killer

At the traffic lights

At the bus stops

Even children are not spared

And pregnant women

Yes, it is you

The cold-blooded serial killer

The S-M-O-K-E-R

Note to myself No editing. The poem is written due to hatred to smokers who have stolen the clean and fresh air. I have no place to run, it is the true feeling that I want to tell every smoker out there. My life has changed.

Smokers Go Away

Warning: This is written by an avid smoker hater. If you love smoking, do not proceed to read this post.

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My friend’s mother’s left arm is amputated up to the elbow because of cancer. The friend stops smoking immediately. I salute him. Nonetheless, I still think it would be better if he had stopped smoking before his mother is diagnosed with cancer. Better still, if he had never smoked before.

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I hate smokers. Hate is a strong word, but, yes, I hate smokers. Not only the smokers bring health problem to themselves, they also cause health problem to all the innocent non-smokers out there. For me, smokers are selfish, self-centered, inconsiderate, weak, smelly, lack of determination… (You have been warned.)

Some people question why the tax for tobacco is only up 10% compared to 25% for liquor for Budget 2014, but it is not how much is taxed. It is the addiction problem. Another friend of mine, whose mother does not know he is smoking, is unable to quit smoking. He tried to quit, but whenever he feels stressed, the first thing he can think of is to smoke, again.

Thus, we must not depend on the government to tackle smoking problem because the decision to quit smoking or to start smoking in the first place is up to each individual. I have known some people who started as a social smoker and then become a heavy smoker.

Below is a video (my first video!) of a smoker who ignores the “NO SMOKING within 5 meters of this bus stop” sign and enjoys his cigarette leisurely. Yes, the law cannot stop him from smoking. It is him himself who can make the decision to quit smoking or at least be considerate enough to smoke at a designated place.

No matter how rich or how handsome / beautiful you are, if you are a smoker, please go away from me, as far as possible. Thank you very much.