Few weeks ago I travelled, and I must say that the entire journey was tiring; it started quite dramatically sef. While boarding I look my ticket, it read 41J, I just jejely located my seat, my seat partner was a young guy, he was wearing a blue shirt, I said hi, he said hello and I proceeded to take my seat. However, this guy just dey look me, as in stare! Shuo, see me see wahala. You know how uncomfortable it is when someone is just staring at you as if you resemble pesin wey dem know? Plus his mouth was hanging halfway open most of the time, bad habit I suppose.
While I was there feeling uncomfortable with Mr Blue’s stare, naim I perceive one stench like that, eh the unmistakable smell of body odour, one man with his burgundy brocade was looking for his seat and it didn’t take me up to 6 seconds to discover the stench was coming from him especially as bros thought I was occupying his seat. I looked at his ticket and I was praying to heaven that he was not sitting anywhere near me. Imagine my horror when I had to tell him that his seat was the next one, brethren, this B.O was up close and perzonal. Na which kain bad luck be this one now, na here I go siddon for this entire 7 hour journey? God forbid!
Mr blue was fiddling with stuff so he just kept elbowing me, while the bros in brocade proceeded to make himself comfortable beside me. I was in the middle. He was playing with the rope of his shokoto… whether he was tying 20 knots o, I don’t know, it sha took him about 15 minutes. When the pilot announced that everyone should put on seat belt na that time the guy know say shit dey catch am.
Ah my people, the B.O was very bad, I nor go lie. So bad that I had to cover my nose; that’s the worst case of B.O I’ve ever come across. After about 10 minutes I called one of the flight attendants to beg her to change my seat because as she dey look me, na die I dey, my tummy was rumbling and I didn’t want to throw up. Thank God there were few unoccupied seats so she quickly arranged one for me. Before I agreed to sit there I sniffed my new seatmate, he didn’t stink, halleluyah! But he was opinionated…. Awon bebeto. At least that’s 1 million times better than that B. O.
I’m just wondering though, people that have really really bad odour, are they aware? Has anyone ever told them? What, abeg, what is the best way to tell pesin say e be like say dem dey smell?
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