Unthoughtful people!

Korrigan said:
Dear work colleague

I appreciate you are not a fan of deodorant but really ... it's Monday morning and we have to work in an open plan office. Now I am no fan of an open plan working environment but given it's what we're stuck with body odour so rank I can almost chew it is totally unacceptable.

I shudder to think how I'm going to survive a hot summer ~ especially as you do like to wear your vest all year round. :(

We had a guy who worked behind the bar I worked in when I was at uni, our boss would line the Boys at the bar and squirt them all with lynx. Probs not PC but it was minimally better, our boss had talked to him twice previously!

To be serious maybe bring it up with your team leader and get them to email a personal hygiene email to the whole office or tell HR they may be able to help?!
If it were me I'd want to be told, I'd be more mortified I was making ppl gag than if someone told me. U wonder how they can't smell themselves though sometimes!!

X
 
Dear son,
I asked for a cup of tea and HOUR AND A HALF ago! When I said an hour ago "I've been waiting 30 minutes" you told me you hadn't heard me you would make it 'in a minute' well I reminded you it was an hour and you STILL waited another five minutes!!!!
You have one seriously pissed off mother, next time you want something YOU are going to wait an hour, if that means you end up walking home, well errrr that's just too bad! Kapiche?
 
Dear son,
I asked for a cup of tea and HOUR AND A HALF ago! When I said an hour ago "I've been waiting 30 minutes" you told me you hadn't heard me you would make it 'in a minute' well I reminded you it was an hour and you STILL waited another five minutes!!!!
You have one seriously pissed off mother, next time you want something YOU are going to wait an hour, if that means you end up walking home, well errrr that's just too bad! Kapiche?

I have on of those at home. :D
Do you remember those halcyon days when they first learned to make tea and coffee and would jump to make you a cuppa as soon as you asked? **sigh** That was a great week.
 
Vest?????

Indeed. He's 47 and does live rather in a time warp. Ideally he'd be living in the 1930's.

The vest can be seen underneath his shirt even in high summer.

His one concession to modern life is a very very old mobile. It's the size of a brick. You know you can get "phone socks" to keep your slim modern mobile scratch free? He has a phone sock. It's a real sock. Knee length at that. :D
 
We had a guy who worked behind the bar I worked in when I was at uni, our boss would line the Boys at the bar and squirt them all with lynx. Probs not PC but it was minimally better, our boss had talked to him twice previously!

To be serious maybe bring it up with your team leader and get them to email a personal hygiene email to the whole office or tell HR they may be able to help?!
If it were me I'd want to be told, I'd be more mortified I was making ppl gag than if someone told me. U wonder how they can't smell themselves though sometimes!!

X

I have dithered about putting one of those time release air fresheners under his desk. :D

I'm conscious I'm wittering on about this bod. Sorry. :eek:
Our team head is a lovely bloke but lacks backbone. He won't say a thing. The rest of us daren't. He's a little ~ shall we say ~ on the edge/unstable and I've had my fair share of accidentally setting him off and being screamed at in front of the whole office.
 
I have dithered about putting one of those time release air fresheners under his desk. :D

I'm conscious I'm wittering on about this bod. Sorry. :eek:
Our team head is a lovely bloke but lacks backbone. He won't say a thing. The rest of us daren't. He's a little ~ shall we say ~ on the edge/unstable and I've had my fair share of accidentally setting him off and being screamed at in front of the whole office.

Time to set up a fake email address and send him an anonymous email!
 
Indeed. He's 47 and does live rather in a time warp. Ideally he'd be living in the 1930's.

The vest can be seen underneath his shirt even in high summer.

His one concession to modern life is a very very old mobile. It's the size of a brick. You know you can get "phone socks" to keep your slim modern mobile scratch free? He has a phone sock. It's a real sock. Knee length at that. :D

He sounds like a keeper. I bet it wasn't a knee length sock when he started using it to keep his phone in, it was probably a toddler sock but gravity beat it into submission. Any evidence of Charlie and Lola or a Teletubby on it?

Or is it beige and a bit nylonny in nature? I had a german teacher at school who suffered in a similar manner with your nasally challenged colleague, or to put it more accurately, we suffered in a similar manner to you today, twice a week for 70 minutes, and he wore a lot of brinylon shirts, which were outdated even then, and didn't believe in personal hygiene products because applying chemicals to your body was dangerous and harmful. Knocking 30 teenage girls unconscious on a hot summer afternoon clearly didn't rank (lol) as being dangerous and harmful in quite the same way.

Still, we survived, somehow. Lost the sense of smell due to having all nerve endings cauterised out of our nostrils but it was a small sacrifice to make for quality language education!

Hope there's been bathing by tomorrow!
 
Maybe he is sitting there thinking Omg someone stinks of BO in here and doesn't realise its him. A guy I worked with in telephone banking had it bad so a manager took him to one side to ask him if everything was ok at home was he struggling with washing clothes or showering. He didn't know it was him and he was so mortified he quit bless him.

X x x
 
He sounds like a keeper. I bet it wasn't a knee length sock when he started using it to keep his phone in, it was probably a toddler sock but gravity beat it into submission. Any evidence of Charlie and Lola or a Teletubby on it?

Or is it beige and a bit nylonny in nature? I had a german teacher at school who suffered in a similar manner with your nasally challenged colleague, or to put it more accurately, we suffered in a similar manner to you today, twice a week for 70 minutes, and he wore a lot of brinylon shirts, which were outdated even then, and didn't believe in personal hygiene products because applying chemicals to your body was dangerous and harmful. Knocking 30 teenage girls unconscious on a hot summer afternoon clearly didn't rank (lol) as being dangerous and harmful in quite the same way.

Still, we survived, somehow. Lost the sense of smell due to having all nerve endings cauterised out of our nostrils but it was a small sacrifice to make for quality language education!

Hope there's been bathing by tomorrow!

:D He's on his 3rd wife MLM. Three! We're all rather stumped to understand how he managed to snare even one without rhohypnol. And it's a cream woollen sock ~ a hiking sock. No kids thank goodness. Every cloud and all that.

He has similar views about personal hygiene products. But that's no reason to be unclean. My grandfather never used deodorant but always smelled clean and of Lifebuoy and brylcream. :)
 
Not many things really make me angry, but smelly people do, I don't think there is any excuse for them invading my space with their pong!!
 
He has similar views about personal hygiene products. But that's no reason to be unclean. My grandfather never used deodorant but always smelled clean and of Lifebuoy and brylcream. :)

I know plenty of hippies who don't use chemical cleaning or deodorising agents, but generally they smell of essential oils. or insence. or... you know, specialist herbal remedies of the hemp related variety...!!
 
Dear OH

Quit snoring, or I will pull out your nose hairs whilst you sleep, then, without communicating, deny all knowledge by snoring myself, thus lulling you into a false sense of security that I, your wonderful better half, am also asleep, and it must have been that pesky nose pixie, BFF of the tooth fairy.
Or I could just shove your toothbrush in the cat bowl. That would be quicker. And less risky.
 
Dear OH

Quit snoring, or I will pull out your nose hairs whilst you sleep, then, without communicating, deny all knowledge by snoring myself, thus lulling you into a false sense of security that I, your wonderful better half, am also asleep, and it must have been that pesky nose pixie, BFF of the tooth fairy.
Or I could just shove your toothbrush in the cat bowl. That would be quicker. And less risky.

Provided he has hair you could sprinkle salt in his hair whenever possible and then convince him he has scurvy (this worked on my brother when we were kids).
Or squirt some hair remover into his shower gel.
Or do a Delboy and add garlic puree to his shaving foam.

Failing that fake a REALLY violent nightmare and beat the crap out of him!
 
I have times when I violently wake up from a dream, thus shaking the bed enough to wake the snoring bed companion, I have it down to the fine art of not waking them completely, but just enough to get them to move... be it husband or child lol.
 
Provided he has hair you could sprinkle salt in his hair whenever possible and then convince him he has scurvy (this worked on my brother when we were kids).
Or squirt some hair remover into his shower gel.
Or do a Delboy and add garlic puree to his shaving foam.

Failing that fake a REALLY violent nightmare and beat the crap out of him!

That's hilarious!! (and rather cruel, but I'm sure he got over it):D
 
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