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 Castle pub in FarringdonKinda relevant...... I was in the above named pub a few months back having a few drinkies after work. It was v early in the eveing so everyone in the pub was pretty sober. On visiting the ladies lavs, my nose was assualted by the most unholy of stinks. Then my eyes were assualted by the most unholy view - a shit splattered toilet. And when I say splattered I mean SERIOUSLY splattered. All over the place. Covered the toilet, up the walls, all over the floor. I had to double check I'd not wandered into the gents by mistake, but no, it was the girly bog. Now what kind of woman would do that? Obviously someone with dubious hygiene skills......but why didn't anyone notice a shit-covered person walking back through the bar? Dirty, dirty bastard
(, Fri 23 Mar 2007, 15:47, Reply)
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