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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Bear with meA few years ago we had a landlady that had teeth that could have opened bottles, and a foetid smell that could make most people feel a bit ocd. In true mix and match style she had the stunning idea that to add to her particular 'bear in heat' whiff she would use 'eau de flowers' to cover it all. It meant a lovely smell of sweat, fags, unbrushed teeth collided with "I'm getting pissed off your aroma" industrial perfume.
Towards the end of our tennancy we discovered that she had weaved a web of lies to Stirling council that meant we were paying her council tax. At first we had been surprised that even with discounts and things for two students and then other half on the dole that the price each month was exorbitant.
The revenge was apt, if pathetic. We left a couple of cracked eggs in a tupper for a couple of months, just until they went lovely and green. When the last person moved out it was opened and the eggs were left out of sight in the loft and on top of the cupboards. When she gets (or got) out of jail I'm sure the flat was easily rentable...
There was talk of leaving a bodily reminder of our tennancy, but I'd moved away to foreign parts and don't know whether anyone had the guts (or platic gloves) to carry it all out. Hope so.
(, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 23:32, Reply)
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