I retract an earlier statement. The only thing I can’t stand is not being able to run. I was sorely wrong. I also cannot stand smoking. I’m pretty sure I attract them. In class, they sit by me. In the elevator, they reek severely of cigarette smoke. Treating a patient at work? Oh yes. The ten-by-ten room is suddenly filled with the leftover fumes they so generously carried in with them. Stop smoking America! Or at least, stop smoking around me, stop gracing my presence in public places. Choose a fellow smoker to sit next to in lecture. Because I cannot stand you! Ruin your own lungs not mine. I’d like to keep mine, thank you very much.