I have a gift. Or a curse, depending on your POV. It helps that I hire mostly cute females as receptionists.
Ugh! Air “freshener.” I wish those things were illegal. Yeah, I hate the foul stench of a stinky dump as much as the next person, but I’ll gladly deal with that rather than gag on an atmosphere of air “freshener.” Those things almost invariably cause allergic reations in me - asthma attacks, itchy/watery eyes, etc.
Matches, though - not a problem. I actually like the smell of a freshly-lit match. Go figure.
OK, so it was leftover night last night. So sue me.
Regards,
Shodan
I have said, “It wasn’t me!” at least a few times at work, when there was a particularly bad odor, or when the room reeked of cigarette smoke (it’s strictly not allowed to smoke on school grounds). Hey, I didn’t want to get blamed!
Ha! 10 points!
-foxy