Today, Friday, October 24, 2008 shall be recorded in the annals of history, as the day when the “metro sniff” was developed. Life in China and elsewhere will never be the same for people who find their olfactory senses challenged. We could say that the “metro sniff” almost, yes folks, almost, advances the well being of this race like the invention of sliced bread. I do believe the metro sniff can mingle with other great inventions like washing machines, dishwashers and the automobile without hanging its head in shame.
You see, people here don’t always smell so good; well that is the understatement of the year. I think when you are in this damp hot climate perhaps you just stop to care, or take it for granted, par for the course to smell a little, you know. And everything does just smell a little warm and damp and not so clean. BUT then there are those who smell a bit more than a bit. Their penetrating stench reaches every corner of your nose, and while you wish the aroma would deaden your senses, it does the opposite. You are even more acutely aware of the unsanitary conditions of your neighbor's body, when he then decides to hold on to the overhead bars and stuff his armpits into your face for added measure. Gagging comes as the natural reaction. For just such a circumstance, we developed the metro sniff. It works like this: Talita puts arm around Tashina, Tashina leans head against Talita’s shoulder and sniffs, Talita leans down onto Tashina’s hair and sniffs. To the world, it seems like a friendly embrace between mother and daughter. However, it is our way of saying, keep your stench to yourself, we’d rather smell each other.
I do wonder if our fellow Chinese have developed a similar tactic to avoid our “smell?"
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