Egg Salad
“Do you smell that?”
I inhaled deeply but found no mysterious smells. The teacher next to me was on to something. He was quite positive that something funny was going on. So, I gave it another shot and nearly singed my nose hairs trying to detect the hiding aroma.
“Nope, I don’t smell anything”
“I think it’s the toilet.”
“Thanks man… thanks a lot.”
Instead of getting upset that he brought the smell of a filthy bathroom to my attention I decided to play detective with him. Was it something burning? Were kids burning toilet paper? By now the smell was getting stronger and I was genuinely curious about its origins. Is there a leak in the pipes?
“Maybe you should close the doors?” I propositioned to the teacher. He didn’t really care for that solution and decided to ask the teacher across from us if he knew what that smell was. The teacher solved the riddle.
“I’m eating egg salad”
July 12th, 2008 at 3:45 pm
reminds me of the old days. i kicked my egg obsession in arizona but it’s totally back. i get yelled at almost every morning at work with “do you not smell it when you’re eating it>?!!??!?”