Personal Hygiene
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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"Meh, something doesn't feel quite right down th-...ah. Um, ohgod..."
...was pretty much the exactly thought process immediately preceding one of my less heroic poses: teasing the still-twitching thorax of (half) a fucking huge orange-and-black beetle out from under my foreskin, by torchlight, in a crowd of 30,000 people dancing to Kraftwerk at Benicassim 2004. It hurt.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 13:35, Reply)
...was pretty much the exactly thought process immediately preceding one of my less heroic poses: teasing the still-twitching thorax of (half) a fucking huge orange-and-black beetle out from under my foreskin, by torchlight, in a crowd of 30,000 people dancing to Kraftwerk at Benicassim 2004. It hurt.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 13:35, Reply)
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