No Self-AwarenessI had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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Dressing UpI used to live next to a posh bike shop in Glasgow. One sunny Saturday I spent most of the day mending my car outside, and so was able to observe their customers. A non-trivial number - as in "several every hour" - turned up in the full commercial-covered gear, the helmet, the clippy shoes ... and NO FUCKING BICYCLE.
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Bike locked up round the corner, perhaps?Or did you see them getting out of their cars dressed like that?
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drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Tue 4 Dec 2012, 16:25,
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