Short Stories - non fiction

Mr. Smelly

My son was at the chiropractor yesterday. He told me that when he went into the room to be worked on, it stunk of B.O.  The patient who was in the room before him had a problem with body odour.

“It was so bad, I nearly puked” he said. “Then I noticed there was a door to the outside and was able to air out the room.” He went on to tell me that it was like the Seinfeld episode with the smelly car. “The B was separated from the O” he said. The nasty “O” was floating around the room waiting for him.

When we arrived home, he went for a walk to air out his clothes. Just in case some of the “O” stink attached itself to him.

I couldn’t help but think that the Chiropractor must be plotting and planning ways to get rid of Mr. Smelly. “Well Mr. Smelly, I’ve done everything that I can for you. At this point I recommend a long hot shower….daily.”

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