In a bus shelter the other day a man was sitting there smoking a cigarette. I waited, hoping that my throat would get used to it but it didn't, so I said mildly, You know,Juneau has an ordinance against smoking in shelters. You're supposed to be ten feet from here.

He mumbled, I was here first.

I said, It's the law.

He got up and stalked away. (Hi, Skipy! I admit that if I were a smoker today I would be in an eternal uproar. Where are the days when we assumed that 'Hey, I'm a smoker. I smoke. Deal with it.')