When Triggers Attack

So anyway, I had an "in the movies" moment yesterday. Do you recall the scene of a hallway growing longer and longer as the beast is closing in on you, while running for your life? 

I knew the wait at the pharmacy would take several minutes, so I decided to walk to the grocery store in the same shopping center. The walk there was no problem, but as I left, I noticed that this moment must be the time for everyone's smoke break. Both sides of the walkway were dotted with employees, puffing away and leaving clouds of smoke in my path. I zigged and zagged, but there were too many to dodge, so my Asthma kicked in and I coughed my way to the car. Phew! Safe at last. Umm...No. As I stood in front of the car enjoying the breeze, a man wearing too much cologne walked passed and sent me into coughing madness. I grabbed my inhaler, but at that point, it was too late, the die had been cast, and I spent the rest of the day trying to stay as motionless as possible. Which gave Dan a break, because Asthma makes speaking difficult.