And on another note, I think I'm developing my mother's (over)sensitivity to scents. I haven't used anything but scent/dye-free detergent for my clothes for years now, same with dryer sheets (do use scented soaps for the body, but those scents tend not to linger). I want my clothes to smell like clothes, not like "spring rain" or whatever fake scent they're putting into detergents these days. I no longer wear cologne, and I switched to a deodorant stone earlier this year, so there's not even that little bit of extra scent. The stuff I put in my hair has some scent, but not an overpowering one.
So when the guy this morning was spraying his shirt down with that nasty, nasty body spray crap it shocked me, frankly. I don't know how someone can do through their day smellinglike a french whore nothing but the artificial scent they over-saturated themselves with that morning. Nasty.
So when the guy this morning was spraying his shirt down with that nasty, nasty body spray crap it shocked me, frankly. I don't know how someone can do through their day smelling
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 03:40 pm (UTC)But soaking the shirt? Didn't he ever learn "Spray, Delay, and Walk Away?" I thought that all men knew that. Or maybe just the gay ones.
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Date: 2005-08-08 03:48 pm (UTC)And last week I had a meeting on a woman's office here at this gig and she had some kind of scented candle going that made it nearly impossible to breathe.
And I have the worse smeller on the planet. These people must just not have noses that work at all.
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Date: 2005-08-08 06:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 06:12 pm (UTC)But, that woman's office I was in last week? They are going to have to tear down the building to get rid of that smell.
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Date: 2005-08-08 07:42 pm (UTC)French whoreno subject
Date: 2005-08-09 12:04 pm (UTC)i have to say that that nasty, nasty body spray crap makes me go ick.
at my home synagogue in Houston, we'd have a whole lot of middle-aged ladies who smoked, but didn't want anyone to know they smoked. So they'd douse themselves with over-flowery perfume every time they stepped outside. It would stick to their caked-on makeup, not cover up the smoke smell at all, and make my sensitive proboscis twitch, mutter, and moan.
A lot.
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Date: 2005-08-09 12:04 pm (UTC)didn't realize I wasn't logged in until after I'd posted that.