The Smoke

It was early in the morning when I woke up. I had no plans today as it was a Saturday and I did not have to work. I was thoroughly enraged by the fact that I had been awoken. I had been awoken by the smell of smoke. I didn't really care to know what it was from, all I cared about was my sleep. But now that I was awake I decided to have a cigarette on my balcony. When I opened the door to my balcony the smell got stronger and I began to hear sirens. A building a few blocks down had caught fire and the smoke was blowing right towards my home. I became mad at the firemen for not having put out the fire yet. I did not want to have this smoke in my home so I went back in and shut the door.
By the time lunch came around the fire was out and the smoke had disappeared so I decided to go down to the cafe across the street for lunch. While I was there the cashier asked if I had seen what happened to the building this morning. I told her I had and that it shouldn't have happened because it woke me up from my sleep. She seemed shocked by this and didn't say another word and just gave me my change. I sat down outside to eat my lunch.
I ended up spending the rest of my afternoon at that table outside the cafe smoking. I was watching all the people walk around too. It was annoying to see them all and hear their complaints but it was also kind of fun too because then i could make fun of them. Eventually though the cafe closed and I went back to my home where it still smelled like smoke. I opened all the windows and doors I could to try and get rid of the smell. It wasn't until after midnight that the smell was gone and I finally fell asleep.