Oh, God, Sophia, that's awful.
Didn't some awful coworker of askye's do almost the same thing a while back? What the hell is it with random people making random Buffistas feel painfully self-conscious about the way they smell, of all things?
(And, by the way, I've hung out with both askye and Sophia and they both smell delicious, so all their coworkers can, and I say this with all gentle earnestness and only because I care about them and hope maybe they can learn from it, go fuck themselves right off a roof.)
thatswhatimtalkingabout
I like this one, but that's me. I like it being a positive title.
Or noteverythingsucks.
I have only had a "you smell" conversation once in my life, when we had to corner a student from Russia in the dojo and explain that if he didn't wash his gi, he could never come back. Admittedly, the smell alone was a lethal weapon. He, however, had disgusting sweat stains and we had the pleas of a dozen students to do something. I can't imagine that you smell of anything unpleasant, Sophia. I think she's just a crazy person.
Interrupting to ask the hivemind:
Ben's homework includes this question -- "This rabbit is found in American folklore and is seemingly the combination of two different animals as seen in its physical features. What is this mythical rabbit called?"
I'm drawing a blank. Help? (And it's not Brer Rabbit; that was a separate question.)
And there's my big DUH moment. Thank you, ladies.
Jackalope?
(slightly too late xpost)
Sophia, I'm sorry to tell you this, but I think you were mistaken when you thought this co-worker was a nice person.
goodstuffhappenedtoday
You know, for rage fatigue. Oh look, good stuff happened, today! I thought everything fucking sucked! Apparently, I've been mislead.
