When I was preganant, smells really got to me. During the first one, there was a guy in the shop who took "Elvis showers" He had walked into my space, and when the colone hit me I thought I was going to die. When he saw me pale, he got closer, all concerned, Are you OK?.... ack!!
I ran passed him into the bathroom, and did just what I thought I was going to do :)
Everyone in the shop was so mad at him for making me sick, and he was so sorry. He never did it again, and several people there learned a valuble lesson in the "over-cologne" department.
That's what I have the most trouble with - people who think they smell just great while their latest designer scent has my sinuses shutting down - have even had nosebleeds. The irony is they work really hard to smell "good" - how to convince them that "good" is in the nose of the smeller?