60 year old white lady behind me in line, 'politely': "In case you don't know you smell very sweaty"
me, shrugging theatrically with a shower curtain in both hands: "oh thanks i had no idea"
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in reply to @NireBryce's post:
i could never figure out what they were trying to say with the yard skeletons though, sometimes there is such a thing as too much 'storytelling.
"Ah, yeah, you see, what you're probably smelling is a chem(three hours later) hey, does this place sell whiteboards? I can't really get my point across without diagrams."