Having just celebrated my first week as a non-smoke, I was feeling very proud. Sitting down in a café, I ordered a coffee and put all thoughts of a cigarette out of my mind.
Just then a stranger walked up to me and asked how long it was since I had stopped smoking. I told him that it’s been a week and wondered how he knew about it.
It turned out that I just stubbed out a cookie in the ashtray.
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