Monday, February 22, 2010

Curry fresh.

I was on my computer in my room when I suddenly realized I could smell Indian food. I couldn’t figure where it was coming from. I hadn’t brought any leftovers to eat at my desk. I had just emptied out my trash the day before, so it couldn’t be coming from the garbage. After some sniffing around, I finally found where it was coming from.

My right armpit.

I was horrified. How could I have gotten such horrible B.O. without even realizing it? Did I forget to swipe my right pit with deodorant that morning? Was my choice in antiperspirant not as powerful as it should be? Was I simply an incredibly smelly person and was finally realizing my true funk?

Then after closer inspection, I found a thick brown streak on the underside of my upper sleeve.

I had somehow gotten some of the samosa I ate earlier in the day smeared in my own armpit.

Turns out it wasn’t an issue of terrible hygiene, just terrible eating skills.

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