So, last night, Claire, Eva and I were getting into the elevator, on the way to pick Annie up from her school concert rehearsal. There was a man inside, wearing a funky striped blazer and carrying a rather feminine sling bag. He was very obviously wearing cologne.
Claire: Eww... what's that smell?
Eva: So smelly...
(Mum- debating on whether to tell them it's air freshener so they'll shut up, yet not wanting to offend the man by insulting his taste in cologne...)
Too late...
Claire: It's perfume I think.
Eva: Or powder maybe?
So there I was trying to slink into a corner and blend in with the mirrors...
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