^ I am, too, but it doesn't really bother me if I'm just watching it on a screen and the smoke's not getting into my nose and lungs.
I don't realize how good I have it here in California (even considering how many of my co-workers are smokers) until I have to deal with all the people who smoke like chimneys in Germany and Japan. In 2007 I took the Shinkansen from Tokyo to Nagoya during Golden Week, even though that's one of the times that guidebooks advise against traveling in Japan. People had to line up for the trains, and if the next one filled up (as it invariably did), they had to wait for the one after it. I had accidentally gotten into a line for a smoking car and didn't realize my mistake until I was seated. Since ℃-ute were performing in Nagoya at 1 p.m., I didn't have time to go through the waiting game again, so I decided to stay put, trapped in a box full of cigarette smoke all the way there. Two hours and seven minutes of absolute hell, unquestionably my worst experience in all of my trips to Japan.