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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FrenchiesWhere I was before we had this, for want of better words, strapping lass from France. As if a grotesquely bloated corpus was not a sufficient curse alongside being french, she was also a minger beyond any 10 to 2 I have ever seen. Alarmingly she had a boyfriend. Well an approximation. This fella was a walking string of piss, appeared to be impervious to all conversation and pleasantries, and worst of all any cleansing product. This man was genuinely the worst smelling individual I have ever shared 5 minutes in a room with. In the 12 months she worked at ours he came most every day, and judging by the occasional drop off in stench he washed about 4 times. 12 months and 4 baths! He smelt so bad most days that as he came into a room you HAD to leave. There was no question of staying and enduring. I used to have lunch in my boss' office. When questioned I merely said 'Meh, get the cnut to wash and I'll leave you alone'.
(, Fri 23 Mar 2007, 15:59, Reply)
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