*sigh* no one listens to me

I just bitched about this
Didn't i JUST complain about this

Goddamn, nothing is more annoying and yet somehow comforting when i gripe about something and that very thing happens fairly soon after. I say comforting because it reinforces my point in the first place. I like being validated.

I had to take a very interesting (you cant see my face, but it has a sarcastic look on it) course for my job today. Safe Food Handling. Quick recap of what it is for those of you who are horribly ignorant:
-Dont be a douchebag and put raw meat by your vegetables
-Keep food off the floor so it doesnt go bad and critters dont get to it
-Keep cleaning products away from food (Funny story about the cleaning product thing. I assumed that everyone knew about the whole "Dont mix ammonia and bleach together and dont use those two products at the same time when you are in a closed room". I was wrong. I had to explain to a woman, 45, why that is such a super bad idea that it trumps all other bad ideas you could ever possibly have.)
-Proper temperatures for shit

I thought mst of this stuff was common sense. man, I am so worng sometimes that it scares me. I know most of the population is so totally retarded as to make the movie 'Idiocracy' look plausible, but i hold out hope that just once i will meet someone with more brains than God gave a fruit fly.

I digress.

This 'lady', and i use the term loosely as i fail to see how any woman in the year of our Lord 2007 could be a 'lady' with a mullet, sat down beside me and my nose immediately started to leak and my eyes burn. Reason?

PERFUME! I came up with some reasons as to why she could have that much on. They are:

-she is a fan of 1800 romance novels and doesn't believe in bathing but in spraying herself in perfume to cover up her stench
-she ran into a skunk on the way to the class but didnt have time to shower again and decided that perfume would be a great way to fool everyone
-ran out of deoderant and this was the quickest solution
-went shopping in the mall and got attacked by one of those 'perfume spritzer nazis'
-she got a magazine that had free samples in it and decided to try them out. Nothing says sexy like rubbing a piece of cardboard on your neck
-she thinks she smells good

Here's the kicker. I am not even allergic or sensitive to scents. But she had so much on and it smelled so freaking bad that I and the teacher both reacted the same way. I would have said something, but i have learned that it is futile. It reminds me of those super duper fat people who wear spandex (*note: only 1% of the population looks good in spandex and they all live in some mansion i have read about with bunnies. I have always wanted to see a mansion over run with bunnies. I think it would be cute if not grossly smelly).
They walk around like they think they look good but no one wants to say anything for fear of looking like a bigot.

I did not want this lady to think i was racist against peoples wearing mullets.

Though I will admit that I have now added that to my list of things i am racist about. I believe I shall have a separate post for that.

*A very Happy birthday to my friend Jon! I hope that being 25 brings him nothing but sunshine, lollipops and rainbows all covered in beer.