Silly me, for thinking I have experienced the full spectrum of migraine inducing odors at work, including nail polish, lilacs and antibacterial sprays.
Apparently, I didn’t consider the final frontier, which is body odor.
I arrived late to a meeting and I was stuck sitting next to a woman who is known for being hygienically challenged. Not having experienced her bad habits myself, I always wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt.
Well, I shouldn’t have doubted what I’d heard. It was bad. My migraine pain level was already on high alert this week. Quickly, I felt as if I was going to be sick to my stomach. Then I verped twice and I had to leave.
As soon as I was out of the conference room, I felt a little better but I still ran to the bathroom to be safe.
After a ten-minute bathroom break, I was feeling much better stomach wise, but there was no way I could go back to the meeting. I felt like I was experiencing the jury duty dilemma with what to do with myself all over again. Why does this shit happen to me?
I ended up going back to my desk.
A half hour later, everyone else came out. My boss gave me a weird look, like where the hell did you go, so I had to go explain, but I was at a loss for words. What was I supposed to say? So and so had massive body odor and it made me sick.
Diplomatically as possible, I went up to him. “I’m sorry I had to leave the meeting, but my head was killing me and I couldn’t handle the odor situation in the room.”
He looked at me for a long moment, and I could see the wheels turning in his brain. Then it registered. He nodded.
“nuff said,” he said.