runs off, Muppet-style
Give me a break, it's the best I could do on such short notice. And I don't have access to my fancy button files.
We have this guy that works a few days a week. Nice guy. Young guy. And a few weeks ago, he came to my office door, sniffing. He tells me he smelled something and had to know what it was and he's determined it's me. What's that lovely smell?
Now, I am relieved that if I'm going to be the source of ANY smell, that it be a "lovely" one. However, as someone very sensitive to strong odors, pleasant or not, I'm also very careful not to exude any. For example - I don't wear perfume. My favorite smell is "clean".
We eventually determined that the scent is from my hand lotion. Japanese Cherry Blossom from Bath and Bodyworks, in case you're interested. I chose it because it was such a light scent. We also determined that my co-worker has a super-sniffer.
Had this been a one time thing, I would not be blogging about it. But every day I'm in the office, sometimes multiple times in one day (because I reapply my hand lotion after washing my hands), he comes to my office to "smell" me. Like this morning:
co-worker: Morning Cate, how you doing?I know I tend to be a bit weirded out by attention but come on... Tell me that's not just strange!
me: Just fine, Jared. How are you?
co-worker: (after making a big show of inhaling through his nose) I'm doing great, now!
P.S. Do I even have to say this? No, this post is not in anyway sponsored nor was I compensated for it. Except that I wrote it on company time so technically I suppose they compensated me as I wrote it, but not FOR writing it. And I don't work for Bath and Bodyworks. And I wouldn't say I endorsed my co-worker either, unless he is applying secretly for jobs that involve his sense of smell. In which case I will gladly recommend him.