Petard Patsy

Hugh Green reveals a cautionary tale:

As I waited for my girlfriend to try on a garment in the changing rooms, I had an absent minded browse among the skirts on display. A woman moved alongside me and picked up a dress, gave it the once over, replaced it on the rack and moved away as quickly as she had arrived, in direction of the far corner of the shop.

As soon as she had left, I was enveloped by a faintly sulphorous, eggy odour. She had pulled up alongside me to let one off, probably supposing that a solitary man is a more plausible culprit for a bout of farting in a ladies’ department store. The store attendant who passed a couple of seconds later picking up a couple of coathangers could barely conceal her distaste.

Oh dear!

Comments

[Hugh Green]

Thanks for the link Frank.

I have often wondered since if entry in clothes shops provokes in some the same type of bodily reaction others get from entering a library or a lift.

[Frank McGahon]

Or, the same type of bodily reaction one gets in all-male workplaces...The first casually issued flatulence in a workplace recently turned co-ed can have quite a startling effect.