Today the shuttle was nearly full when I boarded, so I chose the seat next to the person who looked like she smelled good.
I know I didn’t include this in my rule set, but that’s because I hadn’t realized it was a rule before today. So here is my new rule set:
- Sit in empty row.
- Sit next to someone who looks like they smell good.
- Sit next to someone who looks like they smell neither good nor bad.
- Sit in rumble seat.
- Sit next to someone who looks like they smell bad.
- Stand in aisle.
I love the sense of smell. I enjoy wearing essential oil, and I enjoy trying to guess what others are wearing, too. Sometimes I even enjoy trying to discern bad smells, but not enough to willingly sit next to them.
Today’s revelation was that I would rather sit uncomfortably than smell something bad for twenty minutes, but I would rather smell something bad than aisle-surf.
I was in luck today, because the woman I sat next to smelled like freshly-cut grass and roses.
HIDWtS Rating: Inexplicably, someone always smells like watermelon Dum-Dums.
[box type=“shadow”]I ride a shuttle to work. It is a really nice shuttle and the first time I have ever had this luxury, causing me to overthink pretty much every aspect of it, especially where to sit. And now I overthink where I decide to sit in every open-seating situation, so I’m writing about it in a series called How I Decide Where to Sit.[/box]