Personal Hygiene
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
There 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?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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sick bag
Very posh group of young ladies I know went to Greece for the summer - they all ended up living in a small 1 bed roomed flat. After about 24 hours it was a bit of a mess and after a week it was disgusting.
About 2 months later the summer holiday was over and it was time to return to Dublin to do the resits so these lovely ladies decided to pack their bags and head home to their mammies.
Whilst sorting out the giant mess of clothes that had accumulated on the floor in the bedroom one of the girls came accross a plastic bag under a bed. This bag was knoted at the top. Thinking it was a discarded wet bikini or some other manner of normal girly filth she opened it to have a look. It was a SEVEN WEEK OLD BAG OF SICK.
On the first week one of the other girls had been out and drank way, way too much. When she got home and lay on her bed the room started to spin. She grabbed the nearest thing to hand - a plastic bag - and vomit profusely into it. She then tied a knot in the top of it and left it under the bed fully meaning to dispose of it in the morning. Instead the filthy pig left this bag of sick under the bed for nearly 2 months.
( , Tue 27 Mar 2007, 16:18, Reply)
Very posh group of young ladies I know went to Greece for the summer - they all ended up living in a small 1 bed roomed flat. After about 24 hours it was a bit of a mess and after a week it was disgusting.
About 2 months later the summer holiday was over and it was time to return to Dublin to do the resits so these lovely ladies decided to pack their bags and head home to their mammies.
Whilst sorting out the giant mess of clothes that had accumulated on the floor in the bedroom one of the girls came accross a plastic bag under a bed. This bag was knoted at the top. Thinking it was a discarded wet bikini or some other manner of normal girly filth she opened it to have a look. It was a SEVEN WEEK OLD BAG OF SICK.
On the first week one of the other girls had been out and drank way, way too much. When she got home and lay on her bed the room started to spin. She grabbed the nearest thing to hand - a plastic bag - and vomit profusely into it. She then tied a knot in the top of it and left it under the bed fully meaning to dispose of it in the morning. Instead the filthy pig left this bag of sick under the bed for nearly 2 months.
( , Tue 27 Mar 2007, 16:18, Reply)
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