The family and I spent the weekend at Sesame Place, a halfway decent child theme park that requires a large roll of cash and a unique ability to ignore repetitive kiddie music played loudly over speakers.
Luckily, I had both.
What I don’t possess, however, is a tolerance of cigarette smokersâ€”especially around kids.
Earlier this afternoon, as my son and daughter were playing with a bunch of oversized foam blocks, I turned to the wife and said, “Do you smell cigarette?” I turned around, there she wasâ€”a 30ish woman, puffing on a cigarette near, oh, 200 kids. A dude named Chris who worked at the park told her, “You can’t smoke here.” so the woman, being a fool, moved behind a metal pole. “Eh, no,” Chris said. “You can’t smoke anywhere here.”
“Oh,” she replied.
Later in the day, while waiting for my wife and daughter to return from a ride, I snapped the above photo. There were a surprisingly number of people smoking with their kids, whichâ€”I believe …
A. Should be illegal.
B. Is, factually, child abuse.
C. Is just really, really f&^$ed up.
I mean, in 2009, who the hell smokes cigarettes around children? For that matter, who the hell smokes? Forget the health issues. How about the price? Seven … eight … nine bucks a pack.
What a joke.