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Things That Make You Go HMMMMM - - #2

My daughters and I drove up to Logan today to visit our boy and his bride.  We decided to stop at 7-11 and get a drink for the road.  While in there, this woman was at the soda machine also.  That's when it hit me.  Her stench.

Now, I know people work hard.  I know that some times you just can't help it.  I mean, odors can come from all different areas of the body -- the feet, the private areas, the underarms.  But, this woman was clean, her hair was done up in a ponytail - all I could think of is that she had not washed her shirt or something after wearing it several times or something.  She wasn't gross looking.  But it made me wonder.  How does someone not notice that smell?  I mean, I am usually cognizant if I have an odor emanating from myself.  But, not only that, doesn't someone else notice that smell on you - like a spouse or something?   I wander through stores or other public areas at times and that person passes me by - that person that makes your gag reflex work in unison with your eyes that begin to water.  The one that just throws you for a loop and your eyes go huge and you have to hold your breath.  I have thanked Ted more than once for being a person who cares about daily hygiene (I wouldn't have married him if I couldn't stand his smell).

I am not saying this to be a mean and raunchy old woman - I am saying it as a curiosity.  How does one really go through their day-to-day life without knowing that they have that strong of an odor??  HMMMM.

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