So I smoke, right? I can't smoke in my office (and I'm not sure I'd want to anyway), so when I'm at work I smoke outside. I stand outside the front door for five minutes or so several times a day to feed my habit.

And every time I do, people stare at me as they drive by. At least ten people rubberneck to get a better look while they pass.

What the hell? Haven't these people ever seen a man without pants smoking a cigarette?