So last night, about 11pm, I went out for my last smoke of the night. While I was out there, I was approached by a middle-aged English woman, asking me if she could buy a fag off of me. While I thought I was prepared for that question, I apparently wasn’t. I giggled. I then told her that there was no need for money, I believe in smoker’s karma – I donate one to you, there will be one for me when I need one. She insisted, and gave me 25p (about 55 cents) for one cigarette. What this taught me? I’m still juvenile enough to get a giggle out of selling a fag (for under a dollar, even!) on the streets of England and that cigs here must be rather expensive and I’m glad I brought my own!
