The Unique Blend of Perfumes

Hello, 

Benjamin from Brothers Campfire here!

My workday was a never-ending cycle of walking through hallways with the smell of perfume… 

Mixed with someone else perfume….

And fecal particles, all wafting around.

I despise the feminine practice of spraying makeshift air fresheners after relieving oneself of their burden; it is disgusting. 

If you are reading this and are guilty, please stop. 

Other than that, I cannot even remember my work day. I think I have PTSD. 

When I got home, I planted pumpkins. As the surrounding area is heavily mulched, I am hoping if they sprout too soon, there will be a little buffer. 

Here in Colorado Springs, we have to wait until after Mother’s Day to plant most crops. 

I am burnt out and tired. Have a splendid, unscented day.

Author: Benjamin

Benjamin Thiel is a husband, father, correctional professional and author of The Ongoing Tale at Brothers Campfire.

21 thoughts on “The Unique Blend of Perfumes

  1. Under the mask.. says:

    Scented candles, too — lit or not — hours upon hours. 🤢 (Maybe hell offers a round-the-clock *blend*..I try to behave!) Mostly, our planting zone is 6a, so I think we’re behind yours. Good luck with the pumpkins!

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    1. Benjamin says:

      I guess if there is trouble in the hallway, I prefer raw and unfiltered so I can evade and reroute!

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  2. Kelly Louise Allen says:

    Well, brother
    having worked many, many, many flights both domestic and international I can assure you this is a practice not limited to women.
    Hope you have a better day tomorrow.

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  3. Eugi says:

    Most perfumes and air fresheners make me sneeze so I avoid them. I like scented candles but I don’t light them. I still get the scent but not as strong.

    Getting in an elevator where someone is wearing heavy perfume is nauseating.

    Have a great day!

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  4. herbthiel says:

    That is a nasty practice and then when I’m around that person and they are wearing that scent I associate it back…
    If your pumpkins do well I might be able to use what I thought was a totally useless phrase I learned, “que pasa calabaza”

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  5. Cassa Bassa says:

    I am sorry to come to know about your burnt out. I prayed for our Lord rewrite your brianwave, wipe out any past trauma and fill you with hope. Will be praying for you and your household. 💚🙏🌱

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  6. equipsblog says:

    When we lived in San Diego, there was stinky landfill near Miramar Marine Corps Air Station (MCAS). Some motor neuron decided that the artificial cherry scent that are used in some places to ‘disguise’ what you are talking about was a better than the original stink. Wrong! Imagine smelling that stench while driving on the freeway for a few miles.

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  7. Mr Gnome (etal) says:

    I can’t fathom the mental stress of being my brothers keeper as it were. Persons, living humans kept in cages like animals suffering in this life for their transgressions. It would be easy to harden your heart, hate these people and all humanity. You seem happy (atleast in your posts), but if your largest complaint is the acred smell of perfume mingling with the oder of human excrement. Then I would say you are blessed in spirit. I pray conditions get better.

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