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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Sonic Spoon, was this in Manchester?
I used to work in an outdoor type shop and we had a guy that came in for gas canisters who was just the same.
Massive filthy stinking hands, black and green fingernails, strange skin.
the stench was pretty impressive in comparison say with the mad woman of the shopping trolley (who smelled like a dead cats vag wrapped in rotten brie) and had a buzziness about it.It burnt your eyes, nose and throat.
To top it all he had a continual one inch nose drip that seemed bluey green.
All his money was ice cold to the touch as well!
And he was insane, sounding like Uncle Peter crossed with Gerry Sadowitz and that mad bloke in the 70's that talked nonsense for a living.
He was great
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 16:25, Reply)
Sonic Spoon, was this in Manchester?
I used to work in an outdoor type shop and we had a guy that came in for gas canisters who was just the same.
Massive filthy stinking hands, black and green fingernails, strange skin.
the stench was pretty impressive in comparison say with the mad woman of the shopping trolley (who smelled like a dead cats vag wrapped in rotten brie) and had a buzziness about it.It burnt your eyes, nose and throat.
To top it all he had a continual one inch nose drip that seemed bluey green.
All his money was ice cold to the touch as well!
And he was insane, sounding like Uncle Peter crossed with Gerry Sadowitz and that mad bloke in the 70's that talked nonsense for a living.
He was great
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 16:25, Reply)
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