The smell of wafting shit & garbage.
I looked to the lady in front of me & realized..
No fart can smell like this.
I believe it's an odor that can only be accumulated by massive months of no bathing complied with a serious lack of washing plus having a car that's filled with junk
(who ARE those people & how DO they see??? I think she was a car hoarder, I just felt like she was.)
and as Mike just explained " I think some people just are at a level of gross that they have the inability to fully wipe."
Lets get one thing clear, I KNOW this smell was not me.
It was NOT me.
I'd have been gagging on myself as I walked the store, it HAD to be this lady!
However, the next hour of driving & errand running, I was popped tic tacs, sniffed my pits & trying to huff my own breath ( hard to do) like nobodies business.
I even got out of the car to check my shoes for dog shit when I stopped at my mothers. I opened the windows in 30 degree weather as I started to gag thinking too much about this offensive odor & I swore I smelled it again. Perhaps I was passing the dog poo factory at the time.. I SWEAR!
It wasnt me!!!
So what the fuck?
Why am I still home, asking my husband to smell & huff all my body parts JUSTTOBESURE that it wasnt me??
And better yet, why doesnt everyone posess the same anal cleanliness (ha!) standards that I do??
I don't smell. I bathe, daily, and I brush & floss, TWICE! I admit, I dapple in the "No Poo" here & there because i know, your not SUPPOSED to shampoo daily but I often dont succede & lather the locks up daily.
Ugh, have you ever tasted something, that smells like something?
Or something smells like something tastes??
( Someone tell me this has happened to them & I'm not just insane)
I'm here gagging on the mucus from my cold as the thought of the smell lingers in my mind.
Now excuse me while I go douche my ass with bleach & cry because I am traumatized that the stench from that smelly lady at the craft store has latched onto my epidermis & is sinking into my very being.