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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Grease MonkeyMr Datcat is a mechanic who for a very short while worked as a Mot tester in a back street garage as a favour.
A bit lenthy so feel free to skip
One of the other mechanics (mark w who is one of the biggest wankers to walk this planet)was utterly revolting.
He used to come in on a monday morning wearing jeans and a teeshirt that he had purchased from asda on the previous friday afternoon along with a can of deodrant which he then used up to hide the stench after putting the new clothes on and binning the old.
He then wore the same clothes till friday when the whole thing was repeated.
As it was all blokes that worked there, toilet roll supplies often ran out apart from Mr Datcat who had a stash, and it was on one such day that Mark dissapeared for sometime emerging with what can only be described as a duck like waddle.
Because of the stench that came from the bloke and the tell tale whaddle they worked out that he had shit himself and instead of cleaning himself up or something had just pulled his pants up and pretended that nothing had happened.
Thankfully Mr Datcat no longer works there so I don't have to hear anymore about the guy.
(, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 15:00, Reply)
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