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TIFU By Trying to Embody Maple Bars

I love indie perfumes.

I use smell to create stronger memory association for myself and provide a small dose of daily joy by occasionally catching whiffs of good scents; but I always apply just enough (usually one or two puffs) to keep it personal and no one should be choking on a cloud of my preferred fragrance by any means.

I recently re-acquired a special edition scent that I saved for myself prior to leaving for an overseas deployment and I was over the moon to discover it smelled like freshly baked maple bar donuts.

This past week has been particularly bad for mental health, but I got a small boost to my day yesterday when a coworker brought in donuts, so I thought I'd give myself a lil pep-scent of this maple bar perfume to get through the last workday of the week.

Got to work and everything is fine, typical Friday, but as I'm bringing parts back to our warehouse to wrap up for the day I notice 2 coworkers visibly hunting for something.

It was evident they were looking around in a "can't figure out where this thing is" way, so I ask what's going on, and the conversation goes a little something like this:

"Yeah we keep smelling antifreeze and we have no idea where it's coming from. It comes and goes but it's super faint so we're trying to figure out if we're imagining it or what."

"Antifreeze? What does antifreeze smell like?"

"Like, uh, breakfast. Sweet pancakes, fresh maple syrup kind of scent."

"... You don't say."

I was the problem.

Every time I had gone about my work tasks of picking up parts and dropping things off, I'd walk around enough to leave faint traces of eau de donut and inadvertently made my coworkers hunt for a nonexistent antifreeze leak for the entire workday without even realizing it.

I didn't say anything because I know they'd never let me live it down if I confessed to wearing antifreeze perfume to a job that handles armored vehicle repair parts processing, so I've just resolved to never wear it to work again.

We all made it through the day, no real antifreeze leak was discovered, and my donut perfume is now firmly in the "only on weekends" category."

TL;DR: Wore maple bar perfume to work and drove my coworkers crazy as they hunted for a non-existent antifreeze leak.

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