Overheard at the Public Library:
Visitor: I need a book on fragrance.
Clerk: Do you mean perfume?
Visitor: No fragrance, like where does a scent come from...
Clerk: You mean like your sense of smell?
Visitor: Kinda. My apartment has this really bad smell and I'm trying to figure out what it is.
Visitor: Sometimes it smells like oranges, but a lot of the time it just smells really bad, like feces.
Clerk: Hmmmm.... let me see what we have...
If only I had my red sparkle capelet with me. Also, this makes me REALLY wish I worked at the library. These people are MY people - the people who are convinced that a book is the best resource for determining the source of a horrid smell permeating their living space. That and they are having free ballroom dance class today. That's it, I'm moving in and I'm bringing my stink with me.