Little Shop of Traumas
Have you noticed that you can use all of the senses in a metaphorically positive light except for that of smell?
“I can just see it now…”
“It was so real, I could taste it…”
“I can still feel his touch…”
“It’s like music to my ears…”
But then you say,
“It stinks…”
…and that doesn’t sound so good. I guess it’s because we as humans can basically excel in all other areas of the senses except smell. Regrettably few people naturally smell good. In fact, most smell bad without the help of some deodorant, soap, and maybe a splash (note I said splash, not shower) of cologne.
Yet, like that laundry detergent says, smell is the closest sense linked to memory. Ain’t that a physiological bitch slap in the face?
So, I did get my hairs cut the other day, and Hottie Flip Boy Stylist was working there. But the place was, like, deserted, so there was no way I was gonna all up and ask him out in earshot of his co-workers. Plus, he was cutting someone’s hair while I was there. He did, however, look up from his trimming as I was leaving and I flashed him a nice, “Hi I’m in love with you and wanna sleep with you” smile as I left.
That should count for something.
