Scenes from my commute (BPAL rules).
[Sitting on the BART train, listening to my iPod. Woman sits down beside me.]
Woman (sniffing the air): Excuse me, but what is that perfume you're wearing? It smells wonderful.
Me (with exhausted deadpan sincerity): Embalming Fluid.
Woman: ...
[At the very next stop, the woman gets up and moves away.]
Woman (sniffing the air): Excuse me, but what is that perfume you're wearing? It smells wonderful.
Me (with exhausted deadpan sincerity): Embalming Fluid.
Woman: ...
[At the very next stop, the woman gets up and moves away.]