Guess it's a good thing I have a cold

My sinuses are packed so tight I can’t smell or taste anything.

My boss just walked by my office and said, “Do you smell that?” “Smell what,” says I. “Butyric acid.” “Nope, can’t smell a darned thing.”

I guess I should be glad of that.

I hope you don’t work for the phone company or something else not science-related, with a boss who goes around using that kind of language.

Having smelled butyric acid, I can say “CONGRATULATIONS!”

I’ve had a cold for three days. I’d even have a whiff of butyric acid if it would make it go away.