You know when you wear the same brand of deoderant for years and years, then one morning you run out and have to goto the reserves? Ok, so some of you unwashed and smelly folk out there might not have a frame of reference here, so go hug a tree. Anyway, all I can friggin smell is this deoderant that I’m not used to and I’ve got a headache.
What makes this scent just a tad worse is this: when Barry and I lived in the commune in Jamaica Plain, we had a ‘guy on the couch.’ He had a certain unpleasant body aroma, let’s say. When he’d leave, (only to return before the sun went down) we’d spray the couch with deoderant to kill his odor. As soon as I sprayed the reserve deoderant this morning, I realized that it was the same one, and now I’m not only stuck with a headache and this smell, but I’m now reminded of that nasty commune apartment and that stinky couch.
Just thought I’d share.
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