So, the other day at work, I meandered outside and away from my computer to suck up a few minutes of sun. I was carrying my Lavatube-clone with a Phiniac tank on it, occasionally visiting it for enjoyment's sake, and was just about to head back inside when the gal who cleans our facilities came out.
She did a doubletake, and went 'uh, what are you smoking?'
I explained it was a nicotine inhaler, some people called them e-cigarettes. And she got a rather doubtful look on her face, the sort of look which made me expect she was about to accuse me of taking drugs. What actually came out of her mouth, though, made me burst into laughter. "Well, I hear those things blow up, so don't blow your face off."
Once the initial laughter subsided, I did explain to her that it's a matter of having a good unit rather than an unprotected and dangerous unit, and she sort of went 'uh-huh' and headed off to her next cleaning job. Something tells me she saw it as me sticking a gun in my mouth. I suppose it's better than her assuming I'm doing drugs or something equally odd, at least.
She did a doubletake, and went 'uh, what are you smoking?'
I explained it was a nicotine inhaler, some people called them e-cigarettes. And she got a rather doubtful look on her face, the sort of look which made me expect she was about to accuse me of taking drugs. What actually came out of her mouth, though, made me burst into laughter. "Well, I hear those things blow up, so don't blow your face off."
Once the initial laughter subsided, I did explain to her that it's a matter of having a good unit rather than an unprotected and dangerous unit, and she sort of went 'uh-huh' and headed off to her next cleaning job. Something tells me she saw it as me sticking a gun in my mouth. I suppose it's better than her assuming I'm doing drugs or something equally odd, at least.