Dear lady outside the shop,
There is one door to go in and out of. Please do not stand directly in front of the door and smoke up a storm. I hated having to walk my kids through the cloud of smoke but by your seconds cig I couldn't wait any longer. I really don't want to go through another hospitalisation for her asthma. You're not helping.
I love you, but I am strongly considering selling you for cheese. Surely there can be a 10 second interval that...