punked by a stupid skunk

The day was ordinary and I was getting ready for work, making sure that my clothes were pressed and that the equipment I was to wear was accounted for. I didn't want to be late so I thought, get the car started, so I could rush out, and save time. I got my keys and started out the door and straight to the gate. " Darn, neighbors cat," I said as I heard his fighting cry and went forward thinking he was fighting with another cat. As I was passing the gate, I saw it was not another cat but a skunk with its raised tail. I darted through the gate and went to start the car but once again, with the door open, I realized that both the cat and skunk were underneath it. The smell of the skunk was very apparent and thinking nothing of it and I started the car. The smell was very strong but thought it probably sprayed in the vicinity and that's why it was so powerful.1

I ran back in the house to make sure that I didn't leave anything behind and headed off to work. I could still smell the strong odor of the skunk and thought it would go away. I stopped at the store and got my daily paper and coffee and when I was in line, I noticed that people ahead of me had darted off in another direction. It was alright by me for now, I was at the front about to pay. I left the store and drove the direction to work. When I got there I had about ten minutes to spare and the ten minutes is what i would need to pass the metal detector. When I got to the front of the building, there was a big line and I was wondering if ten minutes was enough time, but to my surprise, my coworkers moved aside and let me through to the front. Still not thinking anything I dropped off all my metal in a box and cleared the detector and off I went to sign in.

As I walked to the office, I could hear people talking behind me and than one of them spoke to me. It was my good friend Steve and he made a comment like, was I wearing a new brand of cologne? That's what I get for shopping at the dollar store. Still it didn't dawn on me that something was wrong, till I started to sign in at the office and people were asking, What that weird smell was?

I went to the area that I work and there the nursing staff made it very clear that once I walked in that weird odor did surface. They all started to make gagging sounds and told me that they could not work with me. One nurse that I dont even know made a smart butt comment about me not bathing and well me and my sarcastic mouth, told her, "Well that makes two of us." Than I walked off and left to go to the office and see if my supervisors would allow me to go home and change. As soon as I walked into the office, the supervisors already had the answer for me and they told me to leave as soon as possible.

I headed to my car hearing people making comments as I passed and got in my vehicle and headed off to the store. The store you ask, Why? I was told that bathing in tomato juice will get the smell off you, so off to the store I went. This must have been the only time that I didn't have to wait in line for hours. People moved out of my way as I passed them. I left the store and went home to bathe and be a human Bloody Mary and believe it or not, the smell did somewhat, go away. I found out where the skunk had go me, as I inspected my pants. It sprayed me on the upper part of my boot and my back pocket of my pants. Twice? Yes twice.

I changed clothes and rushed on back to work but still could smell the skunk oil in my nostrils. When I reported to the office to let them know I was back, the supervisors let me know that I still smelled and they could not allow me at my work area. They instead told me to go to the front office and get with the clothing clerk and have her sign me a paper to get new clothes, boots, vest and other equipment. I barely reached her office and she was already filling out paperwork for me to take to the warehouse. Off I went to the warehouse and got all the needed items and changed in the restroom. I returned to work and although I still had a slight odor, I was allowed back to my area. Now listen, throughout my many jobs I tended to pick up many nicknames, Whoudini, being one of them. But, the name they gave me now was not a very likable one, Pepe Le Peu ,and one lady even called me Stinky and Stinky Pew. All in all this was a very long day and to this day I have yet to live it down. Like one guy said, He believed this was a first for him , and well for me it was my first too