A "McCrea" moment......

So I got into a little argument and had a bit of a "McCrea" moment while leaving the cancer center on Wednesday.  Mom parked at the top of the parking garage so she told me to wait while she got the van and brought it around.  Since it was such a nice day I decided to wait outside on the benches.  I am sitting there minding my own business, enjoying the weather and people watching.  A volunteer comes out of the cancer center pushing a patient.  She puts him just infront of where I am but to my left and closer to the curb.  She says "Hello" to me and walks back inside.  The man in the wheel chair is struggling with his coat and pulls out a pack of cigarettes?!  Yep!!!  He starts smoking IN FRONT OF THE CANCER CENTER.  After just coming out of the CANCER CENTER?!  What the hell?! 

Insert my "McCrea" moment:
Me: "You know this is the cancer center right?"
Man: "Yeah"
Me: "Well why the hell are you smoking in front of the cancer center?  And didn't you just come out of the cancer center?"
Man: mumbled basically what was it to me and "yeah" in response to coming out of the cancer center. 
Me: "Well I don't really want to breathe in your smoke because I care about my life". 
He just mumbles and then throws his cigarette on the road in front of him.  Then he starts to cough uncontrollably and spit and stuff.
Me: "And now you just littered.  Nice!"

With that Mom pulls up and I get into the van and rant the whole way to lunch.  And I'M the one who gets cancer?!  Seems fair right?! I have no risk factors, I work out, I eat well, I breast fed my kids, I have no history, I am young, healthy and have my whole life ahead of me.  And then I see ALL kinds of people smoking and I'm the one with cancer?!  Hardly seems fair.  The other night I took Sam to Walmart to get a few things and we had to walk out through all the people smoking just outside of Walmart.  Why should I have to pollute my lungs and my son's because you choose to pollute yours?!  Oh and I'm the one who got cancer. 

And I don't feel bad at all for saying something to the guy who had to get wheeled out of the cancer center to smoke.  I made a deal with myself on the first day that I was at the cancer center that I would never take the elevator and I would never be in a wheel chair.  If it took me all day to climb the stairs, I am doing that.  But he gets wheeled out to smoke.  Super!

There's my rant for today.......