I sometimes wonder how people live. People come into the store smelling bad, wearing pajamas, needing to filth-if-y our bathrooms, etc.
My favorite to hate is when you have a woman who wears so much perfume, you can actually taste it in your mouth. Her fragrance has literally permeated your taste buds, entered your body, and you will think about how much you hate her for at least an hour. Your tongue goes numb and you want to keep spitting and spitting until the taste of her smell is gone.
It's horrifying for me...someone who relies on her sense of smell and taste to do my job to have this perfume, via osmosis, stick to my hair, my clothes and get in my mouth. Once I get the waft of someone like this, I try to run the other way. First I identify the offender and quickly put my hands around my nose and mouth to ward off the intruding perfume. But, if I get stuck actually assisting this person, I am doomed to taste her "ode to shit" until my shift is over.
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