But this was coming. I remember staff at the Michigan Tech library finding Coke cans of spit from dippers and other disgusting clandestine activities. Last year I had a student sitting in the front row with an e-cig. "It's just water vapor." No, actually, I was sitting twelve feet away and I could smell it. So loopholes are out.
I've commented before the change in my life re smoking. I grew up with a father who went from cigarettes to a pipe then mostly back to cigarettes. In the 60s and 70s he smoked in the house. When my sister ran away from home for an adventure in high school, I was startled to find my mother smoking. Wendy smoked for a while in high school. I think I tried one puff -- after that it held no appeal.
In the last twenty years my body has become quite tobacco smoke intolerant. I can see smoke coming out of a cracked window on a wintry day... and smell it two cars back at the light. I can gag at the wet dead cigarettes near the entrances to buildings. I can marvel that given the attempt to tax away the desire, that anyone can afford to smoke. Still, I feel I have some understanding of the smoking circle outside at Clarion ten years ago. And the extraordinary patience that many smokers have putting up with rules that have them shivering on loading docks, victims of a social change they didn't ask for. The cruelties of quitting.
I guess I'm surprised it took this long for WMU to impose this. Oh, and they are offering support for faculty and some who smoke.