17.6.09

stinking up the post office

One temporary cultural preference that has arisen out of the age of cheap and easy energy consumption is our obsession with avoiding the experience of human aroma. This obsession was on display for me today, when I ventured out of the warm cocoon of the bicycle business to the post office. The PO is a great place to observe segments of humanity that I don't regularly encounter at work (this applies to both the customers and the employees of the PO).

As I entered the building, I held the door for a sweaty, sickly, wheezing, grotesquely obese man who was leaving the PO. Upon my entry into the customer service area, I noticed the lingering essence of this man. It was a mix of halitosis, musty sweat, festering crevices, and perhaps some not inconsiderable amount of urine/feces residue. At first, my natural reaction was revulsion, but when I considered this reaction objectively in the context of seeing my own cultural bias, I admitted that the smell wasn't really all that bad. Not that it was good, but I've smelled worse in various industrial settings, college chemistry labs, when food goes bad in the fridge, and other day-to-day experiences that are generally unremarkable.

Anyway, the front-line employees of the PO were clearly in distress, and were running around chaotically like so many freshly beheaded chickens, while the 3 or 4 of us waiting in line were more or less ignored. Finally, another PO employee emerged from the back room, and ordered us all to stand back from the counter, as he, in a split-second, produced some industrial-looking white and blue spray can, and proceeded to fumigate the room with the contents of the can. My smell sense was quickly assaulted with a sickeningly-sweet synthetic-floral fragrance that was more intense, and probably more unhealthy to ingest than the former smell of fat-guy body-odor. It covered up a mildly unpleasant smell with a smell that was unpleasant in a completely different way. To lighten the sour and agitated mood of the place, I said, "usually you guys wait until after I leave to do that!". I saw some of the other customers chuckle. But the PO employees tend to be beyond humor, and they shot me nasty looks as one of them said, "well, at least you took a shower today!".

18 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jim - you had a close encounter of the smelly kind with Jabba the Hut today.

David

Beany said...

Completely OT: Is there a bicycle standards board/committee that states what standards are for various bicycle components like bicycle chains? For example PC-951 and PC-971 is embossed on two bicycle chains I own. the 951 is shorter than the 971. I can't tell what the numbers mean beyond guessing that they reflect some sort of "standard", like the ISO standards are for electronic components. In computers IEEE 1394 is for firewire, ISO 9660 (IIRC)is for CDroms. So I'm trying to find out what standards are available for bike components and where I might find them. Hope the question makes sense.

Jim Thill said...

Beany: the 951 and 971 chains are two quality levels of 9sp chains made by SRAM. The 971 is nickel-plated for corrosion resistance, and costs a bit more.

Bicycle "standards" are tricky, but with chains, in general, all 9sp chains will be interchageable with what you have. The usual length is 110-114 links, but you may have to shorten a new chain to work on any given bicycle. Depends on gear range, derailleurs, chainstay length, etc. We use trial and error to get the length right, or just match the old chain.

cindy said...

Those very same obese, crevised individuals are absorbing health care dollars in large amounts. At times they must be thoroughly bathed by long suffering aide staff before care can be rendered. There are indeed some horrible odor combinations.

Anonymous said...

Jim, perhaps this individual just ate to much dried fruit on the day in question.

Jim Thill said...

Perhaps.

Anonymous said...

Jim -

I am fascinated by your ability to dissect the stench into distinct categories of odors. I don't believe I could separate halitosis from the festering aroma. Could you assign percentages to the odors that you listed?

thanks

cindy said...

Leave it to Jim to quantify the perscentages of what odors were what. He has a very mathematical mind, in addition to his finely tuned liguistic skill.

Jim Thill said...

Percentages? WTF? Everybody knows that stenches are best compared on a logarithmic scale. It's sort of like pH or the Richter scale.

Bud said...

This sounds like a conversation between Roseann Roseanna-dana and third grade boys in a gross-out contest.

cindy said...

And yet, Bud, you were drawn back to read, time and again compelled by a curious combination of attraction and revulsion, reading not only the posting, but each and every response, including this one...

Bud said...

sigh, it's too true, Cindy. I am a total fraud. :)

A Midnight Rider said...

The question remains. "Who would you rather have a beer with"? The customer or the postal worker?

Beany said...

Thanks for the info Jim.

Speaking of the postal workers, I invited my postal delivery man to a leisurely group ride and told him to bring his husband along too. That's what you get if you ask too many nosy questions about my riding habits.

thedaydreamnation said...

Taste the brown sweat. Lick it. Nuzzle it. Taste it...

Anonymous said...

Jim -

I am awaiting your next post breathlessly. How do you top this one?

cindy said...

I too am awaiting the next Charles Dickens-like description of a new character who happens into Jim's life. I don't know how he can top this one, unless he reposts his smelting story from college days.

Jim Thill said...

It may be awhile.