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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Mr T
Mr T was the first initial of an IT teacher based at a very well known school in Wimbledon (at the top of Edge Hill).
Now picture this: 30 or so computers, left on all day. The room has poor vetiliation, which means the temperauture in the room is increased to a level of heat the devil would be proud to have in hell.
This couple with Mr T is a baaad combination. Mr T was/is a short fat man, with a wonky eye. His BO was bbbaaaadddd. Infact it was so bad, that i heard rumors that parents have complained to the school because captivies at Guantanmo are kept in better conditions than we were being 'taught' in.
he left after a while, to another school (poor sods)
Length- I was concussed.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 14:03, Reply)
Mr T was the first initial of an IT teacher based at a very well known school in Wimbledon (at the top of Edge Hill).
Now picture this: 30 or so computers, left on all day. The room has poor vetiliation, which means the temperauture in the room is increased to a level of heat the devil would be proud to have in hell.
This couple with Mr T is a baaad combination. Mr T was/is a short fat man, with a wonky eye. His BO was bbbaaaadddd. Infact it was so bad, that i heard rumors that parents have complained to the school because captivies at Guantanmo are kept in better conditions than we were being 'taught' in.
he left after a while, to another school (poor sods)
Length- I was concussed.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 14:03, Reply)
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