In the elevator yesterday and a gentleman joins me. Immediatley my eyes water, my throat burns and my nose starts dripping. He noticed my discomfort and asked if i was okay.
To which I reply
"Dude, how much of that shit did you put on? God!"
With a very calm and disinterested look:
"Oh I'm sorry"
Obvioulsy not sorry enough to get off the elevator jerkass!
If I was asthmatic I would have had an episode right there. Right there on that dirty ass floor. I would have turned blue and clutched my throat. I would have been gasping for breath, reaching towards him for some sort of help, pleading with my eyes. I would have died with the smell of Polo clogging my trachea.
And he would have calmly looked at me and said
"Oh I'm sorry"
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