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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Not strictly a smelly story but...One evening recently my girfriend and I were stood waiting outside an underground station in the fine city of Bucharest in Romania. Lurking, or perhaps I should say operating, just outside the station were a family of Romany gypsies. There were about 10 of them in all, mostly youngsters and a controlling matriarch. She stayed inside the station where it was warmer whilst the kids were directing each other around on advanced begging manouvers (that included whistling to each other when a cop car passed by!). Anyway, after a while we noticed the matriarch stumble up out of the station and waddle over to some trees about 30ft from the entrance. She proceeded to hoist up her dress, squat, slash, drop her dress then waddle back into the station. It was dark and some shadow was afforded, however, we could see it all without any effort. How sumptuously charming!
(, Tue 27 Mar 2007, 2:06, Reply)
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