ICK!

This morning, I was waiting in the car with Enid outside a restaurant that's right down the road. Gerald went in to get a Caramel Macchiato, and I saw this old redneck place a newly lit cigarette on a bench outside the front door, and he went inside. I thought how annoying it is to go in somewhere and you have to walk through smoke, then I thought about how fires get started... I got out of the car and put it out in the ashtray! HAHAHAHAHA! Then - this is gross - when the old guy came out and took the dang thing out of the ashtray (hope it was his!) and relit it! HAHAHAHAHA! THEN, I found out that he was the barber that Ger went to and said he had a cigarette burning in the ashtray the whole time he was cutting his hair. ICK!