I feel that my nose is working particularly well today. It's either that, or my world is just extra smelly today. I wish this meant that I was perceiving all sorts of wonderful, subtle, pleasant fragrances. But, alas, it does not mean that at all. No, the scents I'm picking up today are all unpleasant, foul even. The stairwell at work smells like the bathroom across from the Dairy building at the State Fair. The air in the office has just the slightest hint of death - as if a mouse crawled into some remote part of the heating ducts and died. Dead mouse has a smell all its own, putrid and nauseating with musty overtones.
Of course, the fact that I'm smelling bad smells everywhere I go has me paranoid that the odors are emanating from me. I've taken a couple of discrete sniffs inside my shirt collar and I've checked the bottoms of my shoes. I haven't stepped in anything and I think I smell okay. I haven't heard anyone else comment about the stairwell or the office. I seem to be the only one affected, as if I've developed some sort of new super power (I can smell evil wherever it lurks).
It's kind of putting a damper on my day, I must say.
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