Today, around 7:45am, I was stepping away on one of two stair steppers at my gym...just sweating and heaving and hawing...I had been on the machine for a good 35 minutes when out of the blue my stair-stepping neighbor ripped one so ripe I almost lost my footing. I felt like I was sucker-punched. I was already having trouble breathing, but the smell that attacked my nostrils was intolerable. It didn't pass quickly either; it stayed in my mouth, eyes, ears, and as a cloud above my head for what seemed like minutes. I didn't want to be rude and plug my nose...which I don't know why I was giving him the courtesy, but I felt it was rude somehow...not that he hadn't just passed a load...I mean that's rude too, right?!
Now, I apologize for the nature of this blog, but that was DISGUSTING. And I wanted to share it...with the world! Bwahahahaha...(evil laugh)
Personally, I think there has to be fart etiquette just the same as cleanliness ettiquette - you know cleaning off the machines and stuff. I guess trying to get off a machine and relieve oneself in a bathroom or a non-person-filled space, is harder than it seems, but man...I hope to never experience funk like that...EVER EVER ever again.
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