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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Minge-haradI lived in a student halls with a girl who despite coming from a very privileged (I have tons ISAs, fwar fwar) background was a complete scuzzbucket as far as cleaning was concerned.
Her room was only hoovered three times in the entire three years she lived there and that was only because the cleaner did it in the holidays, where it would take a good hour to get all the matted hair up *gag*
Her room always smelled of germolene too (as that was the extent of her beauty regime from what we could gather).
When she did her dissertation, she built a veritable fort of pizza boxes, rubbish and washing. She refused all offers of anyone taking some rubbish down for her but this filth gradually flitered to her personal hygiene. She once wore the same jeans everyday for about two weeks. We even pointed out just how minging this was but nothing would part her from those jeans. Only eventual sandblasting I suspect.
She never used to cook either. She just used to hang around until someone else fed her (no mean feat). I once slapped her hadn for trying to stick it in the chocolate I was melting. I didn't want no grubby germolene hands in my ondue, oh no!
Please post a QOTW about weirdo housemates! I can tell you how she didn't know what her foof was till she was ten!
(, Sun 25 Mar 2007, 14:37, Reply)
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