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 had a mate who refused to wash for years at a time...
He got so bad, his hair practically stuck to his head with huge chunks of grease that looked like dried chip fat. His skin was terrible, the dirt used to flake off him constantly. One time he was in a mates car when he said:
"would you like to see my stomach?"
"no" said they said but he showed them anyway, it was the same colour as the seats in my car, dark grey. They were nearly sick as he peeled the dirt off it like dried pva glue (anyone who arses about in woodwork classes knows what I mean).
Everything he used or touched for more than a few days got this thin brown layer of dirt on it. Eventually he met his partner who refuses to shag him unless he washes once a day, no excuses. He had other personal hygiene problems like not mopping up his jizz from various surfaces. The wallpaper in his first student house had to be replaced...it just had to be
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 18:48, Reply)
He got so bad, his hair practically stuck to his head with huge chunks of grease that looked like dried chip fat. His skin was terrible, the dirt used to flake off him constantly. One time he was in a mates car when he said:
"would you like to see my stomach?"
"no" said they said but he showed them anyway, it was the same colour as the seats in my car, dark grey. They were nearly sick as he peeled the dirt off it like dried pva glue (anyone who arses about in woodwork classes knows what I mean).
Everything he used or touched for more than a few days got this thin brown layer of dirt on it. Eventually he met his partner who refuses to shag him unless he washes once a day, no excuses. He had other personal hygiene problems like not mopping up his jizz from various surfaces. The wallpaper in his first student house had to be replaced...it just had to be
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 18:48, Reply)
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