February 05, 2004

hey, want a smoke?

A woman I worked with in sewing town died. She had a heart attack at work and died. It freaks everybody out because she was right there in the store and only fifty years old. I'll call her Teresa.

I was talking with Pollytyranna about it. I told Polly that if she needed help that I'd be there, to just call. Then I prepared to walk out the door.

She said, "Dotty, do you still smoke?" I said, "No. Only once in a while." She said, "Aaahhhhhhhh, you're too good. Are you sure you don't want to smoke with me? Teresa used to smoke with me..." and we looked at each other until she said, "and look what happened to her!"

It's always weird to come across one of those symptomatic things.

Heart attack: cigarettes or McDonalds.
Skin cancer: SPF 2 in suntan lotion.
Paper cuts: magazines.

I don't really have lots to say on this issue, but I will encourage you to take care of yourself. The primary one there is to be happy. And if you can't be happy, eat carrots and drink lots of water.

Posted by dotty at February 5, 2004 05:10 PM