Help! Drowning in men's cologne!
Aug. 11th, 2003 11:03 amGah! Gag! Choke! The guy in the cubicle next to me is wearing
REALLY HEAVY COLOGNE
Hack, hack, hack.
Am visualising buckets of water over his head. Sprinklers. Little storm clouds. A large fan. If only one of these imaginary objects would animate, my problems would be solved!
(You must understand, I really hate cologne in any case, give me good old-fashioned manly sweat any day. Gack. This is the cheap stuff, too.)
Hack, hack, hack.
Am visualising buckets of water over his head. Sprinklers. Little storm clouds. A large fan. If only one of these imaginary objects would animate, my problems would be solved!
(You must understand, I really hate cologne in any case, give me good old-fashioned manly sweat any day. Gack. This is the cheap stuff, too.)
*Wheeze*
Date: 2003-08-11 02:48 pm (UTC)And women, for that matter. I was forced to sit in a meeting for an hour once, next to a woman who must have upended an entire bottle of Tweed over herself that morning. Gave me an asthma attack, and I have only borderline asthma at the worst of times.
We need a Campaign for Clean Air. *passes Icarus a very large fan*
Mad Martha
Re: *Wheeze*
Date: 2003-08-11 03:25 pm (UTC)Gratefully accepts fan.