I'm becoming one of "them"

My alarm did not go off. That I know for sure. It wasn’t one of those times that I hit the snooze button so many times that the clock gave up on me. The thing never made a peep. I sat on the edge of the bed wondering if it had issues with me, but as I came into the world of the living I knew I had no time to analyze or wander. I was late. I did not shave nor did I shower. I slapped some gel crap in my hair and got dressed without ironing and took my unshaven, non-bathed, wrinkled self into work. I had a meeting and had 30 minutes to make it.
I hopped into the Ford and turned the key. I bolted out of the drive like a bat outta hell. Normally I am not a full time smoker, but when I am out drinking I tend to partake in that what is Tobacco. Right or wrong I looked over and saw my bar pack of Marlboros upon the center consol. I gabbed one and lit it and it honestly tasted great at that moment. I was late and of course everyone knew it because they were all out on the road at that moment and it was slow going. I puffed my Marlboro and my cell phone rang. It was my manager and he was calling to know where in the hell I was. We shouted back and forth over the cell, I puffed the Marlboro and traffic picked up. At that moment while talking on my cell phone, puffing away at my Marlboro and listening to “Bob and Tom” I didn’t see the car that was stopped in front of me. Steering the truck with my knee I saw the stopped vehicle in my path. I slammed on my brakes. I about lost control of the truck. Wheels screeched, tires smoked and gravity about threw me through the windshield. I stopped inches from slamming into the car. I forgot about my manager and threw the cell phone to the floor of the passenger side of the cab. Everyone was staring, I got a finger. The light changed, I accelerated and made a left turn. I sped along more upset at myself than anything else. I inhaled off of the Marlboro and it now tasted and smelled like fertilizer. I flicked it out the window and continued to my meeting.
I was almost to work when I noticed, not really sure what I was sensing. I smelled something. I had a bad feeling but again, there was no time to get all logical. I ignored the law and continued speeding my way to work. With my building in site, it became clear that I had a problem. Smoke was filling the cab of my truck. I immediately knew what I had done. I scanned the highway ahead for a spot to turn off. I sat there in a fog of smoke from the carpet and what ever else was smoldering behind me. I found a place and pulled off of the road, skidded to a stop and jumped out. I opened the third door to the truck exposing the space behind the driver’s seat and saw my carpet and part of my rear seat smoldering and next to it was the Marlboro butt I had flicked. I put out the hot spot with my coat. I missed my meeting and found out later from the Ford dealer that it would cost in and around $175 dollars to repair my truck. I am becoming one of them!
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