Along the lines of parts [1] one and [2] two of this series.
I was at dinner with this woman, and during the entire time, all I was fixated on was how fabulous she smelt. I wasn’t really seeing her or listening to what she was saying, or even aware of my food. Now I am a sane person, and know it wasn’t her her but rather something she was wearing that I was obsessing over, but that’s about all my brain could process.
I almost—but stopped short—of blurting out the obvious “You smell most excellent,” you know, for fear of sounding too creepy. Because, let’s just say, I am not too keen on anything said being misconstrued as a come-on.
So my question to you is this, how does one get by in such situations? How can you compliment, without appearing creepy and probably get a tip or two in the parfum department instead of a glass of water on your face?
Is this another one of those situations you best avoid because [3] you just can’t win?
On a related note, I think my sense of smell is slowly becoming hypersensitive. Sadly, this seems to be at the expense of my other faculties.
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