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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My teeth...While being clean and shiney, have been victim to the orthodontist of DOOM.
In my early teens I was subjected to the ritual of teeth pulling and being reffered to a nice lady to get my braces. Quite cheerful but something I did not look forwards to.
While mutilating my mouth with wires and tiny elastic bands, she happily proded about in my gob with long fingernails under which lay miles of gunk. I repeat, gunk.
And as she was doing this happily chatted away to my mum spraying spit *in my mouth*.
So glad was I to finish with my braces.
Until a year later they all decide I needed them again.
DOOM.
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vix0r was not Matthew on, Wed 28 Mar 2007, 19:46,
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