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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The main reason my ex husband is my ex husband
is his total and utter lack of hygiene.
At first he was ok, he'd wash every day. Then he stopped brushing his teeth completely, because 'it made them bleed'. This was because where he barely ever brushed his teeth, he had terrible gum disease. His breath always smelt and I had to make him chew gum almost constantly to stop it.
He then stopped showering most days. That didn't help our sex life, which rapidly dropped off on the occasion I discovered knob cheese. I ordered him to the bathroom and refused to do anything more until he had scrubbed himself thoroughly.
It was the skidmarks in the pants that really sealed the deal. Either that or that he never, ever washed up. Even though I did everything else re cooking and cleaning, while he sat on his stinky arse.
I'm glad I walked out on the cunt a long time ago.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 18:56, Reply)
is his total and utter lack of hygiene.
At first he was ok, he'd wash every day. Then he stopped brushing his teeth completely, because 'it made them bleed'. This was because where he barely ever brushed his teeth, he had terrible gum disease. His breath always smelt and I had to make him chew gum almost constantly to stop it.
He then stopped showering most days. That didn't help our sex life, which rapidly dropped off on the occasion I discovered knob cheese. I ordered him to the bathroom and refused to do anything more until he had scrubbed himself thoroughly.
It was the skidmarks in the pants that really sealed the deal. Either that or that he never, ever washed up. Even though I did everything else re cooking and cleaning, while he sat on his stinky arse.
I'm glad I walked out on the cunt a long time ago.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 18:56, Reply)
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