June 23, 2009

Personal Hygene: A true story.

Last night at work, where ever I went in the building, I swear I could smell my boss.  My boss has a distinct scent.  It’s not bad, it’s not an overwhelming B.O., but it is defiantly his own smell.

Anyway, I kept catching a whiff of him.  I kept looking behind me, thinking he was right there, looking over my shoulder, only to find there was no one there.  I’m not normally a paranoid guys, but it was really starting to freak me out.

Then, I came home.  And the scent followed me… Now I was really about to loose my shite!

After three hours, I finally figured it out.  I wasn’t sniffing my boss: I Was Smelling My Own Stink!!!  AAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!

Apparently, the new deodorant my wife picked out for me yesterday must be the same brand that my boss uses.  I quickly showered and vowed never to use that brand again.  Goodbye Old Spice High Endurance Pure Sport.

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