No Self-Awareness
I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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my dad's worse
he's reached that age where he thinks it's funny to flick his nose gems at you if you call him out on a picking
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 15:55, 1 reply)
he's reached that age where he thinks it's funny to flick his nose gems at you if you call him out on a picking
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 15:55, 1 reply)
If my Dad did
that, I'd fucking kill him.
Well, if he was still alive. He's not.
Been dead for 30 years. But I'd still be really cross.
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that, I'd fucking kill him.
Well, if he was still alive. He's not.
Been dead for 30 years. But I'd still be really cross.
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