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Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Do I Smell Paul?

Dear Diary,

I am not a smoker, but I do play one on T.V.

Part of my job that I do not like is the smell smokers bring with them back inside the building.  You know what I mean.  When a smoker comes back from their break the elevator stinks to high heaven.

[Side thought:] I love pipes though.  Why do those smell so good?

At Bankrupt [...BEEP...] there was a guy named Paul who was an 11th Floor-ee[?] that smoked.  However, what is special about Paul is he had a special smell.  When the elevator smelled of this smoke we all knew that Paul had gone outside.  Between his brand of cigarettes, breath mints and cologne; Paul had created his own essence.

Yesterday I went out for lunch and was stopped at a red light.  All of a sudden I got a sniff of Paul.  I'm not lying when I said out loud in my car, "I smell Paul."  I looked to my left and the car next to me had its window down.  Low and behold, Paul was driving the car smoking his cigarette...amazing.

I don't care what legacy I leave behind for my family and friends.  All I know is that I never want to be known for a certain smell.  I think most people should make that a goal in life.

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