The first bus this morning smelled like wet cardboard mixed with urinal cakes. I didn't see any cardboard. None hiding under the seats, not stuck to the ceiling or the windows. And no little pink pucks rolling along the floor. So where was that smell coming from? Not from outside because the damn smell lingered the entire 45 minute trip. Was it from a person?
At the Dartmouth terminal, I changed to the second bus, along with another crowd of people trying to get on. This one smelled fine... for about 2 minutes, then it hit. It must have been silent because it was truly deadly. Either someone shit themselves, or had a massive leak from their colonoscopy bag because it was rank. The driver had to ask people to open the windows! Fuck, it was cold outside this morning, but I would rather deal with negative temperatures versus the alternative of shit smell burning at my nostrils.
Tonight I am putting my nose plugs for swimming in my jacket pocket as a preventative measure for future transit foul odours. —Febreeze Please