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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The Smelly GuyI work in a bar called the Fav in leeds. Every so often during the day a huge monster of a guy will come in and try to order a Blue WKD. We don't sell them, nor have we ever in the past two years I've worked there. Still, he always seems to want one.
Apart from this being rather annoying, the guy fucking REEKS. Always has the same tight kagool on with the hood up. If he stays in a room for more than 5 minutes you can smell him after he's left for an eternity. Apparently he lives in a mental home close by. We chuck him out now when he comes in. He's (un)affectionaltely known as 'The Smelly Guy'.
(, Fri 23 Mar 2007, 14:56, Reply)
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