Ran into Home Depot for like five minutes and almost threw up. Walked into the paint aisle and got hit with this wall of BO so nasty it felt like it slapped me. Grabbed a can of stain, turned the corner, and there they were — four Indian dudes just standing there, stinking up all three aisles like they hadn’t showered in a week or two.
A loud “Jesus Christ” slipped out as I took a hard left and made my escape from the lethal fumes. Didn’t even finish what I came for.
What do these people have against deodorant? Do they not smell themselves, or do they just not care that the rest of us have to deal with it?