Is it me or...

..do some things never change...

B.O. Blog! (LITERALLY)

Every now and then there is that customer with the horrific body odor that stands at your bar. Usually you can't figure out who it is and all you can do is your best to not throw up... Occasionally another customer will bitch and moan about it, but for the most part everyone just shuts up, deals with it and hopes to high heaven that whoever it is finds their way out of the bar quickly!

Tonight was putrefaction at it's finest! In all sincerity I had to spray the Oust can twice and fan it around. It was a sour stench that made me avoid that end of the bar completely. At this point I'm not only getting sick, but I'm starting to get mad. It's offensive to everyone and it is completely unacceptable; PERIOD!

Well, I am happy to say she was found and escorted outside. Her friend had to translate the message which was delivered in the nicest way possible... It was apparently a REALLY uncomfortable situation, but I must say that I, and other customers, were very happy to finally see someone do something about it.

Maybe she'll start wearing deodorant. Maybe there is nothing she can do about it and just needs a serious liver detox... Either which way, I do hope she finds herself some new friends! Ones who will give her the heads up before a complete stranger has no choice but to!