Chirky

Are you sure it's not gas? I got gas one morning on the way to work and didn't realize until I was at my desk that apparently I stepped in a puddle of it. My shoes started to emit gas fumes - it got so bad I HAD to leave work to go buy another pair.

You sound like my mom, who inexplicably enjoys the smell of gasoline. :) And I love that old-school Jergens!

Julie: Not gas - I haven't purchased gas in a week or so!

I once spilled a gas can full of gas in the trunk of my car. It soaked into the mat and reeked for years. No matter how hard I tried to get the smell out... spraying it on the driveway with a high power hose, first dousing it with liquid dish detergent and then hosing it, and so on. Not a problem anymore since I don't own the car.

If by "gas" you meant "gasoline," then I'd ask how your car is runninf.

If, on the other hand, you mean "gas gas," then I'd ask what you had for dinner last night.

Ah, yes, the oh so fun game of "What's that Smell?" I have to play it way too often, though thankfully not as often since we moved to a place where animals don't die under the floors.

If you figure out what it is, be sure and tell those of us who are playing vicariously.

Are you about to start your monthly? I swear to Christ, I go through the same thing around that time. Gas. I don't know why. I'm actually embarrassed writing this.

I mean car gas not butt gas. Just saying.

What? Gasoline? Maybe you stepped in it while filling up that new ride? Or maybe you need to get out of your cubicle immediately because someone has soaked everything in gasoline and they are just waiting for you to say something persnickety and when you do they are going to drop a match and kabloom! So yeah, you better go on home.

When I was little I told my mom I liked the smell of gasoline, and she told me not to breathe it in because it'd give me cancer. No kidding. I spent the greater part of the next five years holding my breath whenever I had to go to the gas station.

Now I'm older and wiser, and I very much enjoy the smell.

Same thing happened to me - except it smelled like fish sauce. And it was becuase a bottle of fish had FREAKIN SPILLED IN THE TRUNK OF MY CAR!

I was not pleased.

And now I drive around with a vanilla candle in my car to hide the fishy scent.

yuck!

Dude. I, too, love the smell of gasoline. And you also wipe down your phone with anti-bacterial wipes? Sigh...I think this is love.

Oh, I LOVE the smell of gas! I don't know if it's because it reminds me of growing up, since we went to a lot of car races (where they don't use actual gasoline); maybe it's from the smell of gas when one of my parents was filling up the lawnmower. Maybe it's because when we were at the gas station sometimes we got those Nutty Butty ice cream cones. Maybe it's none of those things.

But I totally agree -- I love the smell of gasoline!