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.
Suggested by Ding Dong Montily on High
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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Oh god this
I tell people that if they want to find me at a gig, just look for the tallest person in the room, and I will be stuck right behind them. How do they find me! Every single time! I'm barely 5ft 1..
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I tell people that if they want to find me at a gig, just look for the tallest person in the room, and I will be stuck right behind them. How do they find me! Every single time! I'm barely 5ft 1..
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