As a bearded brown man, assembling a strange electronic gadget on the tube might not be the best thing for my long-term health
In mid-September, I quit smoking. More accurately, people who love me kept yelling about how they didn’t want me to die, so now I have to smoke a USB stick. I am writing this sitting in my room, with my vape, having been successfully peer pressured out of something I was once peer pressured into. There is a pleasing symmetry to this, hampered only by the fact that, in the intervening time, I have become a drug addict.
While e-cigarettes are increasingly popular in the UK, they are still rare enough and, crucially, varied enough in design to elicit occasional confusion. This has become apparent to me as a result of the fact that I keep forgetting to charge my cigarette – which is a sentence that makes me hate the world and myself – and consequently end up having to use the portable phone charger and small dongle I keep in my jacket, which allows me to charge it on the tube.
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