to the class:
"decide if you like your chairs, if you want to change, this is the last chance. are you sure you're happy. ok, starting now you're committed to those chairs for the next three hours"
it is then that someone sits down behind me, wafting my way a billow of b.o. in 'classic scent'
5 minutes later, the person two seats to the left of me runs out of tissues. sniff sniff. snort. I hated them even more knowing they wouldn't have to suffer the olfactory punishment imposed by the jackass behind me.



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