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Tell them nicely and politely to please stop....use words like please, sir, madam, excuse me.

Try it sometime. Pretend that you're sensitive to some substance and ask the offending person to change and see what kind of response you get.

Most take it as a personal insult. Instead of *Oh, I didn't realize that it was harming you.* all you get is, *You can't tell me what to do. I have my rights.*

The courteous are few and very far between, and likely to have reactions themselves.

Only someone who has similar problems can understand the hell someone else's actions can make a life.

Well metmom, I have good news and bad news for you:

That's why we found this post so fascinating.

Good News: We thought that the whole world was just angry at stinky smelly smokers. Call it Schadenfreude. I'm not proud of myself but I can't help but see other citizens be discriminated against because of their odor. I'm right behind you. Nothing worse than BO and cologne.

Bad News: Nobody gives a crap whether people are annoyed by odors. The only reason they cared when it came to cigarette smoke was because they found that kicking smokers out of bars and restaurants was a good way to coerce people to quit and the sheeple went along with it.

Don't hold your breath waiting for anyone in Gubmint to help you out. There is no money to be made and no social engineering experiment to be accomplished going after big perfume.

Have a nice day. :-)

metmom knows whereof she speaks. Things were fine at work until “Ginger” was hired. We were friends. Or so I thought.

She had a gorgeous wardrobe and was impeccably groomed. Unfortunately, part of that grooming included a generous dousing of perfume. Whenever she was in my office, I was unable to get enough distance between us. I finally told her that the reason I was moving away from her was because I'm a migraine sufferer and that fragrances are a huge trigger for me. I was as gentle and tactful as I could be in telling her, practically apologizing for taking up space on the planet. Even so, she took this personally. It made her so mad that she started putting on even more perfume. You could smell her down two corridors.

Up to that point, I had missed very little work, but that all changed after she came to work. I would often have to go home to administer an Imitrex injection. I would always try to come back to work if possible.

One day when she saw that I was gone, she asked “Ellie” where I was. Ellie told her that I'd gone home to nurse a migraine, and Ginger said, “You mean she's gone again? How do they let her get away with that?” Uh, hellooooo? YOU are the cause of it and you know you are and yet you have the unmitigated gall to say such a thing?!!?! BTW, this chick professes to be a sister in Christ, but I have experienced more courtesy from heathens than I have from her (and a few other Christians).

Yes sir. metmom definitely knows whereof she speaks.

P.S. After Hurricane Ike, our place of employment took a financial hit, requiring several people to be laid off. I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't happy to see Ginger go. ;)