I thought I smelled a stinky man.

Sunday, 24 February 2008

I thought I smelled a stinky man.
Last week we held a pastors/leaders conference across town. Lee and I decided to stay in the hotel with everybody in order to be closer to everyone and because it's just fun to stay in hotels sometimes. After the first night there, I went back to our apartment to get our external hardrive and some extra pillows.
I left the taxi down on the street and went up to the apartment. I had to go in the laundry room door because our key stopped working in our front door for some reason. As I walked through the laundry room and kitchen and into the family room towards the bedrooms, the smell of body odor stopped me in my tracks. It was like the smell of the poor taxi drivers who either aren't accostomed to taking showers, or work so much that they don't have time, and the smell fills the taxi but you don't find out until you've already gotten in and it's too late.
Now let me just explain something about my sense of smell:
1) I've been known in the past to be able to smell people in the next room when I didn't know they were there.
2) Ever since I've been pregnant, I've had a sense of super-smell. I'm sure other pregnant or used-to-be-pregnant people can relate. I couldn't stand it when Lee would come out of the shower smelling like shampoo, and I still don't like to cook on the stove because of the smell of the gas, which didn't used to bother me.
So, I went back outside and called Lee on the cellphone. I wanted to at least be talking to someone if I walked into the house and was attacked or something. I told him I was freaked out because I smelled a stinky man, and he thought it was funny! So I walked back in, talking loudly to scare the man away and walking slowly into each doorway to check it out. I quickly grabbed our pillows and the hardrive and ran out the front door.
After all of that, there wasn't actually anybody there. I guess it was just my sense of super-smell overreacting to a musty apartment that had been shut up for more than a day. On top of that, I had to pay the taxi driver extra because I had taken so long going up to get my stuff!