Where I notice a horrendous smell

I’m on my way into work this morning, minding my own business, driving while talking myself out of stopping at any place that might sell breakfast food (because I had bacon on my mind) when the smell hits. At first, I thought maybe I had passed some gas . . . normally, I’m pretty aware of when & how severely I fart, but I guess it’s possible that one would sneak without my notice.

Then I started thinking about my truck. Did I blow a hose, and is this what hot brake fluid smells like1? Did I run over a skunk? Did the couple of post-workout, sweaty t-shirts mate, making smelly miniature t-shirts?

Seriously, did I fart?

I just, kind-of, kept to myself on my way into the office, until I heard other people complaining . . . and, with that, I figured that I must have, either, smelled really bad, or it was something else, entirely.

My office borders farm land — we’re hearing that it’s a new, liquidized pig manure that was sprayed overnight. As if my job wasn’t bad enough to begin with, I am now working in a stench that is pervasive.


1 I am, woefully, ignorant about most anything to do with a car . . . I can perform some maintenance: change a tire or a headlight, and I’ve changed my oil (though I would much rather pay someone to do it for me), but for anything more advanced than that, I just, plain, don’t know.

6 comments

    1. Ugh – driving with a stench, knowing the stench is coming from inside the car, worrying that the cause of the stench is going to require cleanup — yeah, ugh.

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