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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My old managerfor the company I still work for, had the worst feet in the world. He lived in Sheffield, and often ended up staying in Nottingham over night in a hotel because it was pointless going home. But he never thought about bringing spare clothes with him.
One night we all went round our work-mates house for dinner. He took his shoes off to reveal bare feet. He hadnt been home in three days by then.
He was banned from the house by all the house mates.
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I used to get the 5.55am bus into town to start my shift. And without fail, three stops down from me this man would get on. He had three back packs and various carrier bags of stuff with him. He was clearly homeless, and everyone he passed on the bus would retch. It was a kind of death/piss smell. He must have lived in the woods or something...
(, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 21:22, Reply)
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