Onion Spirit?
Last night I was cruising down the road in the unspeakable hours of night. My radio tuned to good rock music, my air conditioner on slowly freezing my fingers but leaving the rest of me comfortable. It was a good drive. Until, a certain smell came wafting through the AC. A very noticeable smell.
The smell of onions
*bit o' backstory: You know how people tend to associate certain smells with certain relatives? I think this is more prevalent with older relatives, but for instance if your grandfather smoked a pipe you'll associate him with that smell. If your great aunt ate a lot of mints, you'll probably associate her with that smell, etc. Well, my grandfather (dead as of a few years ago) had a penchant for onion bagels. He loved them along with other oniony and garlicy foods. I have a very clear image in my mind of his icky dried fingers applying loads of cream cheese onto a freshly toasted onion bagel. Along with his love of "engineer shirts", checkered work shirts always adorned with McDonalds napkins in the pocket and some sort of mustard/ketchup stain roaming the shirt.
He also was the one who drove my car before I recieved it. He was never a big maintinence guy. When I got the car I decided to clean every plastic surface. Good idea, since my towels came back much darker and grimier than I expected.
Pair his love of onion bagels mixed with a car he used to drive and I come to two conclusions:
1. His spirit, taking the form of a smell, haunts my car. Ever wishing I would drive it to a McDonalds.
2. He somehow stuffed an onion bagel into the AC vents. There it sits, rotting away like an unwelcome bagel air freshiner.
I should add that the first time I got the car, it did reek of onions for days. Now the smell comes back rather randomly and I can safely say that I have never eaten or had an onion bagel in that car. Never.
*not as amusing sidenote: My laptop's charger broke again (2nd one in less than a year) so I'm not going to have the joy of easy internet access for a little while. I probably won't really update either. Hopefully I'll be back online before next week though.
This is really just another nail in the coffin for my poor laptop >.
The smell of onions
*bit o' backstory: You know how people tend to associate certain smells with certain relatives? I think this is more prevalent with older relatives, but for instance if your grandfather smoked a pipe you'll associate him with that smell. If your great aunt ate a lot of mints, you'll probably associate her with that smell, etc. Well, my grandfather (dead as of a few years ago) had a penchant for onion bagels. He loved them along with other oniony and garlicy foods. I have a very clear image in my mind of his icky dried fingers applying loads of cream cheese onto a freshly toasted onion bagel. Along with his love of "engineer shirts", checkered work shirts always adorned with McDonalds napkins in the pocket and some sort of mustard/ketchup stain roaming the shirt.
He also was the one who drove my car before I recieved it. He was never a big maintinence guy. When I got the car I decided to clean every plastic surface. Good idea, since my towels came back much darker and grimier than I expected.
Pair his love of onion bagels mixed with a car he used to drive and I come to two conclusions:
1. His spirit, taking the form of a smell, haunts my car. Ever wishing I would drive it to a McDonalds.
2. He somehow stuffed an onion bagel into the AC vents. There it sits, rotting away like an unwelcome bagel air freshiner.
I should add that the first time I got the car, it did reek of onions for days. Now the smell comes back rather randomly and I can safely say that I have never eaten or had an onion bagel in that car. Never.
*not as amusing sidenote: My laptop's charger broke again (2nd one in less than a year) so I'm not going to have the joy of easy internet access for a little while. I probably won't really update either. Hopefully I'll be back online before next week though.
This is really just another nail in the coffin for my poor laptop >.