Distinct odor in the post office. Worker speculates that a customer tromped in with dog poo on their shoes.
Fifth & Liberty
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They should have been in my old classroom where the pipe from the boys’ bathroom ran along the back wall. We got used to the smell, as nasty as that sounds, but visitors would be recoil upon entry.
That’s no match for about a year and a half ago at the Secretary Of State’s office where there was a man in line wearing white painter’s pants with a big brown streak across the back and running down his leg, blithely going about his business and perfuming the room as well. The line was long, I bailed, only to get home and find his feces on my shoe.