Thursday, 8 May 2008

Pepe le Pew

The girl who sits at the desk next to mine in our open plan office has a problem. She smells. She smells really bad. She smells like she hasn't washed in a month.

You can literally smell her before you see her.

Now that the weather has warmed up, she has taken to fanning herself with pieces of paper - wafting even more of her stink in my direction.

Everyone is too polite to say anything. We don't even bitch about it behind her back. It is simply not mentioned.

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