1/7/11

The Tell-Tale Heart

Remember the Edgar Allen Poe story, "The Tell-Tale Heart"?  Mainly it was about a crazy dude who kept hearing the beating heart of the man he had murdered.  Apparently, Harry the hoarder suffered from a similar condition.  It wasn't his sense of hearing.  It was his sense of smell. 
I've included a link to the real story: 
http://www.literature.org/authors/poe-edgar-allan/tell-tale-heart.html
Sounds odd doesn't it?  Try dating someone who either has or thinks they have an overly developed sense of smell.  I'm very hygienic.  I always smell good and I don't exercise or work hard enough to work up a sweat very often.  I brush my teeth, I floss, I chew gum, and I usually carry mints in my purse.  I don't stink and I have good breath.  I've never had a guy complain about my breath when they kissed me.  Heck, I've never heard of a guy complaining about kissing in my life.  (Sorry for the generalization guys.)  But most guys are happy to be kissing.  I've been kissed after eating my half of a bloomin' onion at Outback.  In short, I've never had a guy complain about kissing me.  Until Harry!  I honestly don't know if it was real or imagined, but Harry would not kiss me until I brushed my teeth and/or used mouthwash.  I don't mean to take care of morning breath.  This was in the evening after a date.  No kiss until I had brushed.  Weird! 

Sadly, I just brushed this off as a bit eccentric the first time or two.  After we had been dating a couple of months (I had no cavities during this time!  hahaha!) Harry and I went to Gatlinburg with another couple.  I got up that first morning, did my regular routine, made sure I brushed, flossed and used mouth wash.  My friend, Jen, and I went out to meet the guys.  Jen and her boyfriend kissed.  I leaned in towards Harry for a quick kiss.  He barely touched my lips and said, "I think you are coming down with a cold.  Your breath smells really funny."  What?!  What?!  What normal, red blooded guy responds to a kiss that way? 

Yes, that's when it hit.  "Normal" is the key word in that question. 

Sadly, you would think that would have been the end of our relationship, but it wasn't.  I kept dating Harry for a few weeks.  Eventually, he came to my house one evening for pizza and a movie.  After he left I never heard from him again.  He had pizza, we watched a movie, yes he gave me a good bye kiss after I had used a breath mint, he drove off in his Trans Am, and he never called again!

Honestly, you can ask any of my friends or family.  I don't stink and I have good breath!
And when I realized he wasn't calling me, I didn't bother calling him.  So, there went the hoarder and the super sensitive smeller!

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