Blogging From A to Z

I’m riding up the escalator minding my own business when out of nowhere I’m hit with a really bad smell. It doesn’t take more than a second to realize that I’m smelling a fart and the only person near me is a woman about a quarter of the way in front of me on the escalator. The woman farted, and while she continued to escalate up, the vapor cloud stayed in the same place and I rode right through it. I suppose if I were the one who had left the fart behind for someone else I might think it was kind of funny, but as the unsuspecting bonehead who happened upon her disagreeable offering I didn’t find much to laugh at.

Day 15: “O” for Odor.