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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Once on a night out in Hull...Many moons ago I found myself in the Tower nightclub in Hull. I got very merrily drunk on the £1 bottles of something purple.
A couple of hours later I went to the loo, the kind of ones where your feet squelch as you walk in, and proceeded to empty all the contents of my stomach into the toilet.
'Cept I missed toilet and ended up covering my legs and shoes. In purple vomit.
Tights came off and went in the bin and gave my shoes a quick wipe. I was ready for another drink at this point and went straight back to the bar. Where the lad I had been chatting to all night had bought me another purple drink.
You would never have even noticed, the club was that grim - I actually felt better for it.
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emmalina, Wed 28 Mar 2007, 18:50,
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