Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Ooo that smell, can you smell that smell, the smell of Bangladesh around me

Wow, it has been a while since the last post.  Just get caught up in the day to day grind...but I would like to share a little string of texts that Mike and I shared last night.  Mike was headed to Bangladesh for one day of meetings.  This is after he boards the plane and before he is ready to take off:

Mike:  Smell is unbearable
Me:  You are not even there yet
Mike:  Lots of people going home.  I might puke.
Mike:  I need some vicks or that stuff you wear during an autopsy.
Mike:  Shocking BO
Me:  Go to the bathroom and steal the bottle of mouthwash.  That smells like vicks.
Mike:  I think I'm going to get worms
Mike:  This must be what the inside of a large intestine smells like.  I want to go home.  I've had it.
Me:  Upgrade to business.  Any better up front?
Mike:  It is the inside of an abscessed cyst up there.
Mike:  I'm serious...this isn't me just being me
Me:  Have u left yet?  If not then just get off the plane.
Mike:  Would that make me a bad person?  This really is a lot to ask.  At least when I puked on myself I covered it up (and yes this did happen to him on flight a flight to Paris)
Mike:  Ah, cologne for sale in flight duty free.  Door closing...........


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