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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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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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I wish Bugaboo made an accessory that turned my daughter's buggy in to something resembling Boudica's chariot.
Complete with swords coming out of the centre of the wheels, so I can slash your ankles on my way past.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 16:07, Reply)
Complete with swords coming out of the centre of the wheels, so I can slash your ankles on my way past.
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