Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Bad Meeting
I could smell the acrid stench of desparation wafting from their four armpits before I even opened the conference room door. “Here’s your ice water,” I told her. She smiled widely and reached up across her colleague for it. My nostrils tried to crawl up my nose.
that's just the way it seemed to me at 10:29 PM
Desperation is not a pretty smell.
Posted by
Miss Bliss on 07/07 at 10:27 AM
on the bright side, maybe she was going to pull out a bar of hotel soap and wash that stench away, right there in the conference room.
Posted by
Jules on 07/07 at 11:33 AM
We’re so heavily air-conditioned here in Texas that I don’t think we have time to sweat.
Posted by
anna on 07/07 at 06:28 PM
UGH. I feel your pain. That’s one of the worst things EVER to me.
Posted by
Kim on 07/07 at 06:57 PM
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