Last night someone commented on how good I smelled. This reminded me of a conversation with a good friend a while ago, about our ideas for get-rich-quick schemes. One involved going into the cologne business, selling my scent, which isn’t anything complex, but apparently people like it? All I use is Old Spice original scent (chosen because a girl I had a crush on in 7th grade mentioned she liked it). (Our scheme involved me basically selling my body to Old Spice, for a new product Old Spice + Kevin, name flexible)
Once in high school a guy hugged me real close, for a long time, explaining that I smelled real good. He was cute and I liked it but I was in the closet and he was straight. Small thrills.
A few months ago I was meeting a friend at his apartment, from there a group was going to a gay bar. I walked to his place, a fair bit away, swiftly because of the cold. When I got there and took off my coat, one of the gays exclaimed “someone smells real good!” I thought to myself that surely it couldn’t be me, surely if anything I smelled like someone who just walked a long way. But no, the source was determined to me.
All of this is to say: if you, dear reader, think me incredibly irresistible now, having never interacted in person, just wait until you get a whiff.
