One hot day at UT Austin I was getting in the elevator to go to my lab on the 3rd floor. A woman from India got on with me who had most horrible B.O. I ever smelled. I literally had to hold my breath or I would have barfed.
I took my master’s with lots of students from India. Whatever spices they ate seeped through their pores. Some of the girls were beautiful, but the fragrance. Whew!
Sometimes, we’d do group projects, and they would need rides to the library. Oh boy.