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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I went to public school (Why the hell is Private Boarding referred to as public school??) so half terms were usually spent at home.
Sometimes someone would stay back for that week because their parents hated them really/they had nowhere to go/their parents decided to go on holiday without cedde child...
Or they were just too far away.
"Bob" (not his real name) stayed one half term - I and some of my mates came back a day early (or something) and we found him wandering around the school in a rather vile state - it transpired that he'd not showered or washed or changed for a week and he'd be rather active.
He'd also been playing soldiers (we were 14 FFS) so was all cammo'd up and the like. (He was odd).
For reasons that escape me, he earned the nickname "VC" - for VietCong. It stuck for 3 years and he hated it.
He wasn't ever keen on showering generally either, so when he walked past he'd often get liberally sprayed with something. Anything - deodorant, air freshener, fly spray, etc...
Didn't always help the smell, but we felt we were contributing to the overall smell of the school...
Or something....
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:10, Reply)
I went to public school (Why the hell is Private Boarding referred to as public school??) so half terms were usually spent at home.
Sometimes someone would stay back for that week because their parents hated them really/they had nowhere to go/their parents decided to go on holiday without cedde child...
Or they were just too far away.
"Bob" (not his real name) stayed one half term - I and some of my mates came back a day early (or something) and we found him wandering around the school in a rather vile state - it transpired that he'd not showered or washed or changed for a week and he'd be rather active.
He'd also been playing soldiers (we were 14 FFS) so was all cammo'd up and the like. (He was odd).
For reasons that escape me, he earned the nickname "VC" - for VietCong. It stuck for 3 years and he hated it.
He wasn't ever keen on showering generally either, so when he walked past he'd often get liberally sprayed with something. Anything - deodorant, air freshener, fly spray, etc...
Didn't always help the smell, but we felt we were contributing to the overall smell of the school...
Or something....
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:10, Reply)
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