Needed a SARS mask
Nov. 16th, 2007 02:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wwcitizenHave you ever entered a place and the stench curled your nostril hair? Your face just felt like scrunching up against the reek and putrid smells coming from somewhere - and you couldn't see the origin to run away... you know that type of smell? How about on a NYC subway, the doors shutting you in and trapping you there for an unpleasant, undetermined duration? This was the E train to the WTC this morning to be exact.
This morning the E train doors opened and we all boarded innocently. A wave of a most horrific odor immediately confronted us. Everyone in their suits and dresses and other work attire around, no one catching anyone else's gaze as if embarassed to have to deal with the smell. I was standing, but after one stop got a seat, which was good; the odor wasn't as strong further away from the ceiling of the train. I instinctively pulled my scarf over my mouth and noticed about 3 other people doing the same thing. One woman had a SARS mask on, which I kinda wish I had had.
Need the stench recipe?? 5 Dead rats, 20 cups urine, 3 cups raw sewage, last night's badly cooked tripe, three 2-month old steamy hamburgers, and a thin coating of spoiled milk mixed in for good measure.
Needless to say, I wanted to vomit.
This morning the E train doors opened and we all boarded innocently. A wave of a most horrific odor immediately confronted us. Everyone in their suits and dresses and other work attire around, no one catching anyone else's gaze as if embarassed to have to deal with the smell. I was standing, but after one stop got a seat, which was good; the odor wasn't as strong further away from the ceiling of the train. I instinctively pulled my scarf over my mouth and noticed about 3 other people doing the same thing. One woman had a SARS mask on, which I kinda wish I had had.
Need the stench recipe?? 5 Dead rats, 20 cups urine, 3 cups raw sewage, last night's badly cooked tripe, three 2-month old steamy hamburgers, and a thin coating of spoiled milk mixed in for good measure.
Needless to say, I wanted to vomit.
