I think I may have wrote this story before but here goes...
I was waiting in line with my family at RNR or it could have been HM, I really have issues remembering lately, well a young man was with a group and started smoking in queue. A young lady politely asked him to stop and he gave her attitude and dropped the dreaded c word on her. I got in his face, took the cigarette out of his mouth and told him not to smoke in line. I politely stood in his face with my arms folded ready to drop bombs on him that would have made Hiroshima look like a baby fart, and he did absolutely nothing, except wait patiently in line.
Moral of the story, smoking has designated areas, please stick to them, and don't call anyone the c word around me.
Jimmy Thick- And that includes water vapor.