Tuesday, August 11

Olfactory assault

Like most men, I know very little if anything about perfume.  It’s just not the sort of thing that has much relevance to our lives.  Buying perfume as gifts doesn’t really change things, as in most cases we’ll just rely on a salesclerk’s recommendation (which, no doubt, will be for the brands on which they make the highest commissions).  One thing I do now, however, is the unmistakable stench of cheap perfume used in too-large quantities.  Fortunately the morning’s ride was odor-free, the shuttle from Medford followed by the 7:04 from Ronkonkoma to Penn. No point in waiting for the 7:19 to see if I could get an M-3, as a look at the Ronkonkoma yards while passing through on the shuttle showed that the M-3 drought continues.  In any event, the 7:04 wasn’t too crowded, with ridership seeming to get lighter as the summer goes into its last month.  The seat next to me stayed empty until Bethpage, which is the last stop before Penn, but the 40ish woman who took it wasn’t any bother.  By that age she was past the main squirmyness of youth.  While we got to Penn on time, the wait for a 3 train to Fulton was a bit on the long side, somewhere north of ten minutes.

I had an uneventful trip to Penn from Park Place on a 2 train, and got the 5:41 to Ronkonkoma as usual.  It didn’t seem too crowded and I harbored a faint hope that no one would take the seat next to me.  Just as the doors were closing, a woman in her early 20’s got on and took the seat.  The good news is that she was small … while it would be an exaggeration to say that her thighs (she was wearing shorts) were the diameter of my forearms, it wouldn’t be that much of an exaggeration.  She probably didn’t weigh more than 100 or 105 pounds.  The bad news is that she reeked of cheap perfume, the sort of dreck that Wal-Mart won’t sell and you have to get at the 99-cent store.  Not only did the stuff smell cheap, she also must have drenched herself with it.  She apparently was on the way to some social engagement, because she also spent at least 20 minutes applying cosmetics, way too much of that stuff too.  Whatever the social engagement was, it’s a safe bet it was something non-upscale.  But hey, bad perfume and all, it was better than being next to some elephantine SCA.  There were no obvious delays along the way, but for some reason we were about 10 minutes late into Ronkonkoma and the shuttle.

Gym: I did a total of 2.5 miles running, to make my 6-mile quota.  I did it in two stages, the first one of one mile, and then the second one of 1.5 miles.  All but the last half-mile were at 6.2 mph, while for the last half-mile, being a bit drained, I went down to 5.7 mph.  In between the two running segments I did more neutral-grip pullups, 5 x 4.

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  1. i don’t notice cologne much either, but damn if i can notice some guy who’s wearing too much of it, or aftershave. gives me a headache to go with my hangover en route to work.

  2. Too much aftershave can be nasty as well, fortunately I haven’t noticed it too many times on the trains. It’s maybe a bit more common on the subway.

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