Personal HygieneThere comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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Three of a kindI cannae remember his name right now but the careers advisor at my secondary school (will edit if recalled - I hated him) was known as Oak Tree because you could tell how many days he'd been wearing his shirt by counting the sweat rings around his armpits.
We also had an art teacher known as Death Breath due to his repulsive halitosis - and a maths teacher called Goldfinger due to his roll-up stained digits.
Niiiiice.
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Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 13:34,
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