It's called hygiene, folks, and it's a good thing.

It's been so long since I worked in the day that I must have forgotten how disgusting people are.

Edmonton is ripe, literally, with BO, body hair, and just plain old grossness. Is it so fucking difficult to take a shower, put on deoderant, or God forbid, pick up a razor now and again?

Good Lord, I was helping a woman with her luggage the other day. She was wearing a tank top and she appeared to have Pauly Shore in a headlock. When you see that much hair under a girl's arm, it sorta takes you off guard for a minute. I was in mid-sentence when she lifted her arm and I find myself saying "uh....uh...yeah, no problem". Gah! It's disgusting.

Then a whole bunch of hippie-alterna-punk kids came in and asked how much for a night. You know, because they can afford a hotel (bullshit) Anyway, they all stunk. Horribly. Terrible BO. I had to hold my breath.

These people can't all live alone. What are their significant others or parents doing about this? If Mr. T stunk like that, I'd be like, "Get your ass in the shower and just when you think you're really clean, take another fucking shower". We don't need no stinky here, thanks. I know he would do the same for me and I love him for it. And if you're worried about wasting water, then conserve it by showering with a friend. It's the least you can do for the environment.