An elderly woman sat in front of me at Mass one morning. Came in with her husband, and she was wrapped in a heavy coat although it was a warm spring day. My sense of smell is sharp, but not off the charts. She smelled so bad I started dry-heaving right there in mass. Nobody else noticed. I had to leave; when I returned I sat in the far corner and motioned to my husband to get my stuff.
Looking back, I suspect she had cancer or something. This guy had paid top dollar for first class. hmm. I’d not be happy. There’s ‘a bad smell’ and ‘a really really bad smell.’ The airlines did something and I suspect they had a good reason - else they could have just moved her.
“‘a really really bad smell.”
This isn’t BO. This is beyond BO. It’s BBO!