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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Poor Personal Hygiene Saved My ArseYou're 13. Your voice is going, hair is appearing in odd places and things are happening downstairs that you're not too sure about and not really ready for displaying to the world.
But, you've just had PE.
It was pissing it down, but the PE teacher insisted on rugby and off you slogged, coming out of the game looking like the shit demon off Dogma.
You trudge back to the changing rooms, when your morally questionable PE teacher decides to 'jump in with the boys' in the showers.
The sight of a hairy gorilla of a teacher soaping up his nadgers, about two feet in front of you, shouting 'come on lads, what's up, scared of getting your tackle out?' in the apparent aim of getting us clean was reason enough for me to go off to my Art lesson looking like the Creature From The Black Lagoon.
Said teacher was locked up for touching up a fellow pupil a year later.
So, I might have smelled like death, but at least I didn't my arse pummeled in the gym closet.
Length? Better to grow than to show.
(, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 20:10, Reply)
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