Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Ick.

There is A Strange Man using the spare desk opposite mine to organise some travel connection or other. He smells as if he might be carrying twelve or so dirty ashtrays about his person.

I feel sick.

Carry on.

19 Comments:

Blogger Lee chimed in with...

The guy opposite me is having a poorly-argued domestic with his girlfriend. Its not very interesting nor nice.

06 December, 2005 12:32  
Anonymous Growing Up chimed in with...

I hate that when someone either stands beside you or sits and they stink. It turns my guts. Theres nothing worse.

06 December, 2005 13:20  
Blogger belladona chimed in with...

I was on a plane the other day and the man in front of me clearly hadn't washed for, ohh, weeks it seemed. Every time I forgot and leant forward waves of B.O assailed me. Ick.

06 December, 2005 13:40  
Blogger Geoff chimed in with...

The bloke behind me on the train last night was chewing gum the whole journey.

He sounded like a dog going for the Guinness book of records as Noisiest, Sloppiest Eater.

06 December, 2005 13:50  
Anonymous other half chimed in with...

I know Strange Man well...I believe him to be sponsored by Marlboro !!!

06 December, 2005 14:05  
Blogger Betty chimed in with...

When there is an old woman in front of you in the supermarket who smells of wee, at least it reminds you to do your pelvic floor exercises so you don't end up going the same way ...

Sorry. That is probably a bit too much information just after lunch.

06 December, 2005 14:11  
Blogger Homer chimed in with...

I haven't got any smelly colleague stories to share, but my god Surly, didn't we wind LC up! Have you seen the comment he left on GSE today? A virtual high-five might be in order. *smack*

By the way, I definitely can't tell YOU about the blogger who pissed me off, you link to them...

06 December, 2005 15:26  
Blogger surly girl chimed in with...

*smack*

homer, get yerself on the email and tell me what it was, immediately!!

06 December, 2005 15:40  
Blogger Kellycat chimed in with...

Did he smell as bad as your ex-boss's coat?

BTW - strongly suspect LC is making a meal out of you winding him up about GSE because he secretly wants you to arrange it. Kind of like the grown up version of a boy showing you how much he likes you by pulling your hair.

06 December, 2005 16:08  
Blogger Whinger chimed in with...

Would he notice if you just Fabrezed him a bit?

I have a solution in times like these devised while commuting on public transport: I carry a cherry chapstick. After applying it to my mouth, I then swipe it under my nostrils. Only delightful cherry scent after that.

06 December, 2005 16:19  
Anonymous Piggy and Tazzy chimed in with...

The guy sat opposite me is extremely handsome. If I wasn't already taken, I think I might just wander over and cop a feel of his chunkies...

Oh damn, it's my reflection on the glass as I gaze out of the window.

06 December, 2005 18:03  
Blogger nope chimed in with...

whinger, I love the idea of Febrezing all the stinky people in the world, since we can't get them to stop smoking.

SG, I feel for you, indeed I do. 'orrible smell!!!

06 December, 2005 18:25  
Blogger Homer chimed in with...

Whinger - aren't you worried about being known on your train as "that bird with the red moustache?"

06 December, 2005 19:04  
Blogger Spinsterella chimed in with...

Oh, I just love overhearing people's arguments at work.

There's nothing to warm the cockles of a spinster's heart like getting a little glimpse into an alternative universe of domestic drudgery, bitterness and boredom.

06 December, 2005 19:26  
Blogger Inexplicable DeVice chimed in with...

At least he's organising travel - preferably as far away as possible.

There's a couple of people I work with who're like that. Holding my breath only works for so long when they come over to ask me something. I have learned not to look up as they loom over me. One has frightfully hairy nostrils (mostly full) the other a pulsating vein just under her nose.

Oog... Aack... I've got the dry heaves...

06 December, 2005 20:31  
Blogger GreatSheElephant chimed in with...

hmph

that's all

06 December, 2005 22:10  
Blogger Sniffy chimed in with...

You should've, very bluntly, sniffed about, looked around you and got up to open the window. Then again, he may have mistaken your actions for those of someone who'd just let rip a whiffy guff, or who'd caught a sniff of their own unwashed gusset-region. I've heard tell that these people do exist.

I love farting when there's nobody else in the office. It's a bit like Russian roulette in that you never know whether a colleague is about to walk in on you. Or you might let one go by accident and try desperately to get it to disperse, but there's always the 30 second rule for gusset entrapment.

That's about as exciting as my day gets.

06 December, 2005 22:53  
Blogger Whinger chimed in with...

Homer: I am not worried. Judging by the names others are known by, that would be tame.

07 December, 2005 00:15  
Blogger Kyahgirl chimed in with...

ick- a pox on dirty ashtray smelling interlopers. BAH.

07 December, 2005 05:04  

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