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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we were stuck in a nuclear bunker
not because we were paranoid, but becuase we were on an air cadets base staying in an AWOC. (Advanced Weapons and Ordnance Centre methinks)
This place was designed so that, in case of nuclear, biological or chemical attack, we would be alright. (And hopefully, in a million years, emerge to participate in a Fallout-esque post-nuclear war dealio)
The room we slept in had bunkbeds with three beds per bunk. The place had no natural light or ventilation inside (for obvious reasons).
This meant the room where we stayed stank like a rotting skunk whos last meal was week-old curry.
This was mainly due to one cadet, who "couldn't be bothered" to wash. Four days into camp, I seem to recall that we convinced him to wash using something sharp and painfull looking.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:18, Reply)
not because we were paranoid, but becuase we were on an air cadets base staying in an AWOC. (Advanced Weapons and Ordnance Centre methinks)
This place was designed so that, in case of nuclear, biological or chemical attack, we would be alright. (And hopefully, in a million years, emerge to participate in a Fallout-esque post-nuclear war dealio)
The room we slept in had bunkbeds with three beds per bunk. The place had no natural light or ventilation inside (for obvious reasons).
This meant the room where we stayed stank like a rotting skunk whos last meal was week-old curry.
This was mainly due to one cadet, who "couldn't be bothered" to wash. Four days into camp, I seem to recall that we convinced him to wash using something sharp and painfull looking.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:18, Reply)
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