There's a woman at work who wears this 'dead old lady laying in a funeral parlor' perfume. She makes me gag every time she walks by my cube, and the stench lingers long after she's gone! I've had 'perfume wars' with her, where I bring in scented candles that I can tolerate (like warm vanilla cookie - but that just makes everybody hungry.) I don't burn them, I use one of those warmers to melt it.
Matter of fact, I brought in a bottle of warm vanilla sugar body spary just today! I'm going to spray it every time she walks by. She's such a freakin' moron!
Once, I paid big bucks to take my family to see 'Riverdance'. It was an awesome show. But sitting right next to us WAS the dead old lady laying in the funeral parlor with her nasty stinking perfume. I couldn't do anything about it, except to breath through my handkerchief all night - fortunately, it was a clean one - no lugies. When I left there, my eyes were all puffy and red, bloodshot and swollen.
Mom blessed me with some of her 'chemical sensitivities', she can smell new rugs from outside of a house. But other things, like inhaling bug killer doesn't bother me. <img src="">
Matter of fact, I brought in a bottle of warm vanilla sugar body spary just today! I'm going to spray it every time she walks by. She's such a freakin' moron!
Once, I paid big bucks to take my family to see 'Riverdance'. It was an awesome show. But sitting right next to us WAS the dead old lady laying in the funeral parlor with her nasty stinking perfume. I couldn't do anything about it, except to breath through my handkerchief all night - fortunately, it was a clean one - no lugies. When I left there, my eyes were all puffy and red, bloodshot and swollen.
Mom blessed me with some of her 'chemical sensitivities', she can smell new rugs from outside of a house. But other things, like inhaling bug killer doesn't bother me. <img src="">