I remembered a story that happened a couple of years ago at the previous place of work.

The laboratory worker who worked with me that day says - after lunch the son will come, school is over, wants to go somewhere for work in the summer, asked for fluorography.

No question, I say, we will do. Let him come.

A young man of 16 years comes, a laboratory worker takes him, I open the second compilation of pictures and look at them. Normal lungs, without any pathologies.

And then a joke comes to my head, to say, and to play a guy, I will say that it is easy to see that he is smoking. I ask him, strictly, what do you smoke? ? to

I think the guy will say no and that’s all. And he stumbled, dulled, red, standing, staring at Mommy without blinking. Here I realized that in vain I joke so — burned the guy, not wanting to.

The laboratory is like that, yes, my son, tell me. for a long time? Do you like it, Al?

He began to say something in his excuse, like recently, just tried, I will not again.

Okay, says Mommy, go home to your son. We talk tonight.

If you are reading this, forgive me! I didn’t think the joke would be a joke. Smoking is harmful!