This is just a light piece about encountering a person whose breath isn't quite fresh. |
Have you ever been attacked by a person with breath so bad you wanted to go brush YOUR teeth? If you haven't, consider yyourself lucky. This girl just walked up to me with no regard for human life and started blabbing, Oblivious to the fact that her breath had me gagging. I'm talking about breath so bad it smelled like she had been chewing on a dirty gym sock for weeks. So bad I could smell it through her cheeks. And it put me in an awkward situation, Because I didn't know if I should tell her to end her toothbrush's vacation because her mouth smelled like hot armpit; Or to let her continue the cremation of my nose hairs with her repulsive respiration. I tried to ignore the fact that I felt like I was trapped in a porta-potty with no ventilation, but it was starting to get unbearable. Plus I didn't think it was my obligation to let her know her breath was terrible. So I tried coming up with a solution, but it was so bad that I didn't know whether to give her a tic-tac or toilet paper so the whole predicament was confusing. Eventually I pretended to have a phone call I needed to make, Just to get her garbage truck mouth out of my face. The rest of my day sucked because the smell was stuck in my nostrils, but I was just glad to leave the conversation alive. That's what happens when you come across Breath of Mass Destruction and unfortunately, the epidemic is on the rise. |