No Butts
There’s a funny little attention getter lurking in the upper left hand corner of my resume; it reads “Nonsmoker” right before my contact information. Why? Well, besides being a bold statement, I can’t be discriminated against. Yes, your habit can affect where you work.
Aside from the obvious: smokers take smoke breaks, a company’s bottom line might be affected if you smoke because— —bingo! It’s a health risk, therefore benefits cost more. Plus bad breath, nicotine handshakes, and smoker’s cough might scare away clients. Companies are working on policies to screen for obesity as well because health insurance premiums go up with the scale.
Now you’re thinking what I’m thinking: discrimination! They can’t do that! But they can, far more heinous crimes go unpunished because a corporation’s lone responsibility is to make its investors rich. I don’t necessarily agree with these policies, but I will take advantage of them, hence the prominent “Nonsmoker.” Many employers will take action against phony nonsmokers, if they’re caught.
Perhaps a better solution lies in rewards for smokeless employees or those committed to quitting. Money’s a powerful thing; some folks might trash the pack and replace it with the patch, if the price is right. So unless you’re applying to Philip Morris, keep the jacks under wraps.
Burned
And the smoking bans… move to Virginia or the Carolinas before the ban gets you. It’s gonna be on the ballot in Texas, and it’s coming to a state near you.
Although going to a bar and being smoked like a Virginia ham is all part of the experience, it was refreshing to know while in New York if I went out I wouldn’t have to immediately wash my duds. No smoke smell steaming off your showering body and no complaints from girls (ewww do you smoke?!) they never believe me, even when I say, only when I see you, sweetheart, or but I’m drunk! Smooth.
To be blunt, I don’t care that smokers have to go outdoors to indulge. It’s their call, and I often accompany friends on the freezing escapades, perhaps to some sub par pizza parlor? You’re buying, right?
On the other hand, smoking sections don’t bother me. Some folks like to smoke while eating, doesn’t bother me if it’s not blowing in my face. Others won’t even eat in restaurants which allow tobacco, maybe seal the sections off with plastic wrap? A sort of makeshift kitchen quarantine should do the trick.
Welcome to Circuit City, where service is subject to profitability
One last thing, boo to Circuit City for laying off skilled salespeople. They deserve higher pay, because they’re knowledgeable. There is no excuse for firing workers just because cheaper labor is available. Where’s the loyalty? Where’s the negotiation? Where’s my boycott list? I’ve got a new inductee.
There’s a funny little attention getter lurking in the upper left hand corner of my resume; it reads “Nonsmoker” right before my contact information. Why? Well, besides being a bold statement, I can’t be discriminated against. Yes, your habit can affect where you work.
Aside from the obvious: smokers take smoke breaks, a company’s bottom line might be affected if you smoke because— —bingo! It’s a health risk, therefore benefits cost more. Plus bad breath, nicotine handshakes, and smoker’s cough might scare away clients. Companies are working on policies to screen for obesity as well because health insurance premiums go up with the scale.
Now you’re thinking what I’m thinking: discrimination! They can’t do that! But they can, far more heinous crimes go unpunished because a corporation’s lone responsibility is to make its investors rich. I don’t necessarily agree with these policies, but I will take advantage of them, hence the prominent “Nonsmoker.” Many employers will take action against phony nonsmokers, if they’re caught.
Perhaps a better solution lies in rewards for smokeless employees or those committed to quitting. Money’s a powerful thing; some folks might trash the pack and replace it with the patch, if the price is right. So unless you’re applying to Philip Morris, keep the jacks under wraps.
Burned
And the smoking bans… move to Virginia or the Carolinas before the ban gets you. It’s gonna be on the ballot in Texas, and it’s coming to a state near you.
Although going to a bar and being smoked like a Virginia ham is all part of the experience, it was refreshing to know while in New York if I went out I wouldn’t have to immediately wash my duds. No smoke smell steaming off your showering body and no complaints from girls (ewww do you smoke?!) they never believe me, even when I say, only when I see you, sweetheart, or but I’m drunk! Smooth.
To be blunt, I don’t care that smokers have to go outdoors to indulge. It’s their call, and I often accompany friends on the freezing escapades, perhaps to some sub par pizza parlor? You’re buying, right?
On the other hand, smoking sections don’t bother me. Some folks like to smoke while eating, doesn’t bother me if it’s not blowing in my face. Others won’t even eat in restaurants which allow tobacco, maybe seal the sections off with plastic wrap? A sort of makeshift kitchen quarantine should do the trick.
Welcome to Circuit City, where service is subject to profitability
One last thing, boo to Circuit City for laying off skilled salespeople. They deserve higher pay, because they’re knowledgeable. There is no excuse for firing workers just because cheaper labor is available. Where’s the loyalty? Where’s the negotiation? Where’s my boycott list? I’ve got a new inductee.
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