Personal HygieneThere 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?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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The Arab hordesWhen I worked in the Basingstoke town centre Sainsbury's, an extended family of Arabs came in wearing expensive looking silk kaftans, all in different colours. It may have just been one guy, all his six wives and the kids. Anyway, they looked exotic and glamorous, but they must have belonged to a cult that didn't believe in bathing. Christ on a bike they stank. The produce department staff quickly fled downstairs, as did the provisions staff, leaving half the shop floor unattended. Bad move - one of the kids, presumably having eaten a bad camel the night before, staggered up to the cheese fridge and chundered into 300 packs of medium cheddar. I'd never have thought one child could park such a vast tiger.
Anyway, after that the deputy manager (trying hard not to Technicolor-yawn himself) threw them out because they were "disturbing the other customers". The pukey cheese, you'll be relieved to know, was destroyed. We did have some standards.
(, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 17:50, Reply)
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