I used to smoke cigarettes when I was a dumb teenager. I quit, though. And while I try not to pass judgment on my friends who still smoke them, I find burning tobacco to be among the most foul and offensive odors ever. I'm not alone. It's why we have bans on smoking cigarettes in bars, restaurants and most businesses. Those that do allow smoking make it very clear, so people like me can avoid them. Most smokers will even admit they
prefer the clean air, too; I don't know many cigarette smokers who smoke inside their homes, for example. All of which made seeing someone with a lit cigar behind the receptionist window at A Cut Off the Top -- a medical
dispensary -- that much more surreal.
See also: "Dear Stoner, Can I Grow Pot at a Co-op?"