A staff in my office has a terrible case of bad breath.
Once, I just came out from the toilet and this person, let’s call him Mr Stinkee Poo came to see me. The moment he opened his mouth and started talking, I thought I smelled shit. I was alarmed and thought I didn’t wipe my ass properly. When he left, the smell lingered for awhile and then, it was gone. It was then I realized the shit smell came out from his mouth and not my ass.
Some colleagues who went out with him in his car once, had to roll down the window when he started talking. One colleague used her pencil to try to block her nostrils but was in vain. I wonder what he ate or did he not drink enough water? The moment he opens his mouth – it’s like you are talking to a rotting corpse.
As I am typing this, he’s talking to my very meek and gentle boss – Mr Beep Beep and I could even smell his “shit” about 10 feet away. I think if you were an ant, you probably thought you were locked in a gas chamber, waiting to be gassed to death.
I hope Mr Beep Beep has a nose block today. He seems to be unfazed by the stinky breath. Someone please give him a mint!
Gawd. I am gonna puke. Wa kiam tam pok beh sitt keee! (Hokkien: I almost pass out.)