My wife and I were seated in a self-serve buffet restaurant. A well dressed man was seated, alone, next table over. I noted he had a tracheotomy "fixture" attached to his front neck, taped in place, sutures, or whatever held it in place. OK, guy my own age, much less fortunate than I. We got our food. Presently, we became aware of activity by this guy. He had asked the waitress evidently, for a disposal cup, and was coughing up and hacking out material from his lungs, into the cup, held under the metallic-looking "stub" below his chin.
This display was poorly-suited for a family restaurant setting, I thought to myself. Something to "write home about", and forget. The coughing unmitigated, this sufferer produced a pack of cigarettes, proceeding to light one up, while holding the lips-end to the tracheotomy stub .
We were sickened by this experience. Eating a meal, we felt, ought to be a mutually pleasurable, happy experience. The guy, more's the indiscretion, seemed to be enjoying his effect upon nearby patrons.
What would you have done, given the circumstances? imp
This display was poorly-suited for a family restaurant setting, I thought to myself. Something to "write home about", and forget. The coughing unmitigated, this sufferer produced a pack of cigarettes, proceeding to light one up, while holding the lips-end to the tracheotomy stub .
We were sickened by this experience. Eating a meal, we felt, ought to be a mutually pleasurable, happy experience. The guy, more's the indiscretion, seemed to be enjoying his effect upon nearby patrons.
What would you have done, given the circumstances? imp