He extended my prepaid top up credit across the counter as I was distracted by the multi coloured condom packs displayed nearby.
And then, it just hit me. Right there. Assaulting my entire olfactory. My entire being. Went straight up to my head. I was reeling.
I almost died there.
Died while standing across the counter.
Yeah, just right there. Across the counter.
The most obnoxious body odour that, I believe, seeped out when he raised his armpit. That I was very sure had never been touched by any deodorant product before.
I am sure people would find it amusing to see a dead woman died while standing for olfactory assault.