Loving grandpa, in search for kids

As I was reading this magazine which covers job offers, sales (cars, apartments and other stuff) and things to rent, I came across this: grandpa with a lot of love for nephews, I wish to take care of children. Now… maybe he really is a loving grandpa who gives candy bars to children, takes them to Zoo and reads them bedtime stories… but come on! Who, in their right mind, would let his/her kids with a man who has this message? I wouldn’t. Would you?

Grandpa don’t preach

I admit it. I smoke. Cigarettes, that is. I’m not proud, I’m not bragging with it and I don’t advise anyone to do it. What I don’t do though is wander around the city and pick on people who smoke.

OK, let me start with the beginning. No, before I start I want you to know that I have A LOT of respect for the elderly. I loved my grandparents and I love seeing wise old people sharing their experience. But I don’t like those who…well, let me start my story…

There I was, sitting peacefully with a friend on a bench in the park. You know, girl-talk and s**t. And yes, we were having some smokes. On the next bench, an elderly person was preaching to bum about beliving in God, about quitting alcohol, about…well, let’s just say he was preaching. Continue reading