Two Bad B.O. Stories

May 28, 2010

in Odor Stories

Story #1
Several years ago, back in my single days, my friends and I went on a trip to Thailand. Our flight out of Minneapolis was cancelled, and we were put on a connecting flight to Seattle, then Tokyo, then on to Bangkok. The flight from Tokyo to Bangkok was the one that made me want to stab myself. It was completely full, and after already flying in middle seats on the previous 2 flights (with no sleep), I was again seated in a middle seat in the middle section between two Australian men who didn’t know the meaning of showering or deodorants. They both had the most filthy clothes on you can possibly imagine, and neither had probably bathed in months. They also talked over me for the entire flight. This meant they had to lean toward each other, which also meant leaning over me. I offered to trade seats with one of them, and they advised me that they had been working together so long, they really didn’t want to sit next to each other. Funny, since they still seemed to want to talk. The smell made me gag, and I could barely breath. Finally, I got up to use the restroom, and told the flight attendant that I couldn’t take the odor any longer. She was so nice and offered me a non-reclining seat in the last row of the plane… I went and got my carry-on, and left these two for an uncomfortable but odor free row.

Story #2
This happened at the Kuala Lumpur airport Sept. 2008. I was leaving for the long flight to San Francisco with a 5 hour layover in Hong Kong. After clearing Immigration, I proceeded through security. Behind me was a man who had THE worst B.O. I have ever encountered!! You could literally smell him 10 ft. away! The whole time that I was sending my carry-on and laptop though the x-ray machine, it was all I could do not to throw up it was that bad! I remember uttering prayers in my head that I would be spared having to be on the same flight as him, or, worst case scenario, sitting next to him! Fortunately, after clearing security, he headed off in a different direction. I remember thinking that I pity the poor person who had to endure his stench on the plane. Never before has B.O. made me go into full-body dry heaves. Hopefully it is the last time too.

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Elizabeth October 11, 2011 at 7:09 am

I feel sorry for u but at least you got to change seats


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