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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Snowy's post reminded me of a former work colleague....
She was the type of girl that would, despite sticking to various diet plans, generally treat herself a week full of lunches that would consist of a large portion of chips, mountain of cheese and half bottle of mayo as a treat for doing well at her last weigh in.
She was a big girl with delusions about her size. She seemed to think that she was a stones weight-loss away from having Victoria Beckhams figure, when in reality she was about a stones weight-gain away from looking like Beth Ditto.
For some reason she would often insist on wearing fishnet tights. the lack of self-awareness was down to the fact that her legs looked like someone trying to force a partially rotted pig carcass through a chain link fence as a result.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 16:21, 8 replies)
She was the type of girl that would, despite sticking to various diet plans, generally treat herself a week full of lunches that would consist of a large portion of chips, mountain of cheese and half bottle of mayo as a treat for doing well at her last weigh in.
She was a big girl with delusions about her size. She seemed to think that she was a stones weight-loss away from having Victoria Beckhams figure, when in reality she was about a stones weight-gain away from looking like Beth Ditto.
For some reason she would often insist on wearing fishnet tights. the lack of self-awareness was down to the fact that her legs looked like someone trying to force a partially rotted pig carcass through a chain link fence as a result.
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 16:21, 8 replies)
force a partially rotted pig carcass through a chain link fence
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click for this
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