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TIFU by getting high on glue

I'll preface this by saying that I have congenital anosmia, meaning that I was born without a sense of smell. I was making a pair of saddlebags for my motorcycle and I had to glue two large sheets of leather to each other. I know from others that the leather cement has a particularly noxious smell that is hard to get rid of (also, ghetto kids inhale this shit to get high), so I decided to do the gluing on the balcony.

My apartment has a windowed-off balcony that I use as a small workshop (it has a surface area of 3 sqm so really tiny). Obviously, I closed the door to the main room but forgot to open the window for some reason. I start spreading out the glue over the large sheets of leather, listening to music, etc. I emphasize that it was a lot of glue spread over a very large surface so it must have had insane amount of solvent vapor or whatnot coming from it. Of course, me having no ability to smell, I don't realize that I have turned my workshop into a gas chamber, so I just glue away.

Around the time when True Faith from New Order starts playing, I start getting giddy. Halfway through the song and the second sheet of leather (with the first one already drying) I get swept up in this intense feeling of euphoria. I only realized what was happening when I started laughing uncontrollably. I opened the window and went into my room.

The high didn't last long, I "came down" in about 5-10 minutes, and immediately after the effects had subsided, I got a torturous splitting headache. Like someone wedged an axe between your eyes and started twisting it left and right. I actually yelled out in surprise and pain. Painkillers wouldn't help. It took two hours to subside. I'll be doing my gluing with the window open from now on.

TL;DR : Due to my inability to smell, I turned my balcony into a gas-chamber and got horribly high on leather glue.

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