The worst room
has to be the smoking rooms at the Vegas airport. Surrounded on all sides by glass, and filled with dirty slot machines, one cannot help but feel that he is the scum of the earth, on display for all the world to see.
"Who are those people, Mommy, and why are they in that smokey, glass cage?"
"Those are the smokers honey, don't make eye contact with them."
I have some relatives that work in the airline industry (a pilot, and a stewardess), and I have been given the secret on how to smoke aboard a plane without getting into trouble. Here is the trick:
You simply stay in your seat, and casually pull out a smoke, light it, and start smoking away. When the Stewardess comes to scream at you, you act shocked and exclaim, "Oh my gosh, I don't know what was thinking! I'm so sorry but I was just thinking about something else and out of habit I just lit up a cigarette. I am so sorry, and of course I know that one isn't allowed to smoke on an airplane." Then turn to all the passengers nearby, smile, and say, "I'm so sorry about that; it won't happen again."
Of course, that only works once.
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