It's probably best not to hurt the guy's feelings if it is only for a few hours. I can't imagine someone's BO being that bad that you can't put up with it for a while.
I have a friend who used to have really bad breath. Like really bad and people would recoil when talking to him and would talk about it behind his back. I eventually just told him he had bad breath and it was a problem, because it was. It became a trait that people associated with him and it was affecting his image and interpersonal relationships with people. He was pretty offended when I told him, but it did force him to go to the dentist and deal with his rotting tooth. I am still friends with him and his breath is normal now, so it was for the best.
I think being kind and direct is the best approach. Telling a friend about things like that is what friends are for.
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It's probably best not to hurt the guy's feelings if it is only for a few hours. I can't imagine someone's BO being that bad that you can't put up with it for a while.
I have a friend who used to have really bad breath. Like really bad and people would recoil when talking to him and would talk about it behind his back. I eventually just told him he had bad breath and it was a problem, because it was. It became a trait that people associated with him and it was affecting his image and interpersonal relationships with people. He was pretty offended when I told him, but it did force him to go to the dentist and deal with his rotting tooth. I am still friends with him and his breath is normal now, so it was for the best.
I had a friend who had similar issues a while back. Would always smell like rank polish sausage and onions. Just a rampant smell and everyone was laughing at him behind his back and the poor guy had no idea the gossip going on around him. Was even a running joke for a while what scent he'd have that evening.
One night we went to the old HiFi nightclub and couple girls started throwing ice at him, obviously reacting to his smell. Buddy thought it was just a joke but eventually I pulled him aside and told him straight up he stunk and asked him how he was showering because everyone had been keeping quiet about it, but he stunk. I even offered to shower with him to show him how to wash properly. He seemed a bit sad about it, but took it to heart. Next time we met he told me the cologne he buys was reacting to the material of the t-shirts he always wore and that's where the smell came from.Changed his cologne and haven't had a whiff of him since.
Sometimes people need to be told and sometimes shaming (in a "polite" way) works. If some worker showed up in my house and stunk that bad I'd 100% call him out. "Dude, did you step in dog #### or something? You smell rank". Have a chuckle about it and let him finish his work.
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We had this happen in the workplace and said employee was dealing with customers. (lots of complaints) It seems to be a touchy subject. I know if it were me I would just wanna be told straight up (in private).
I think the best course of action is for it to be done in private and be direct.
Maybe it's because I just watched the Seinfeld B.O. episode, but my worry about just letting it ride is if the smell continues living in your home afterwards. It's the beast!
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I had a friend who had similar issues a while back. Would always smell like rank polish sausage and onions. Just a rampant smell and everyone was laughing at him behind his back and the poor guy had no idea the gossip going on around him. Was even a running joke for a while what scent he'd have that evening.
One night we went to the old HiFi nightclub and couple girls started throwing ice at him, obviously reacting to his smell. Buddy thought it was just a joke but eventually I pulled him aside and told him straight up he stunk and asked him how he was showering because everyone had been keeping quiet about it, but he stunk. I even offered to shower with him to show him how to wash properly. He seemed a bit sad about it, but took it to heart. Next time we met he told me the cologne he buys was reacting to the material of the t-shirts he always wore and that's where the smell came from.Changed his cologne and haven't had a whiff of him since.
Sometimes people need to be told and sometimes shaming (in a "polite" way) works. If some worker showed up in my house and stunk that bad I'd 100% call him out. "Dude, did you step in dog #### or something? You smell rank". Have a chuckle about it and let him finish his work.
I had a young man delivering furniture to my house last year who was really bad. It wasn't BO though, it was his feet. Honestly one of the most vile things I've ever smelled, his socks looked straight up moldy. It was a double delivery, where they dropped off the first load then came back with the second. When they came with the second load, I told them to just leave their shoes on as we were wrapping up reno's (thinking that was a good way to avoid the nastiness), but he politely told me that they had to take their shoes off as policy. The smell lingered after they left, I had to scrub the floors where he had walked and even then the smell stuck around for a bit. I'd take BO any day over that.
His partner (who was stuck in a delivery truck with him!) never took off his mask. At first I assumed he was being careful not to get sick but I totally get it now.
I had a boss for years at Costco. Man, he stank like a Buffalo rotting in the desert after a week and a half. He was STANK. He knew he was stank, too, but there just wasn't much be could do about it. The worst was when he'd come in to cover someones shift without showering. It was retch inducing. He openly talked about the rancid BO, but he had the special deodorant, and it didn't work. Like, seriously. This guy was rotten. He even laughed that in the middle of summer he had been gaming on his couch, sweating like the rotten Buffalo he is, and he decided to go to bed at like 2:00 am. He crawled into bed and his wife sat up like Michael Myers coming back to life, and she started retching, and she started yelling at him to go have a shower.
I guess the moral of my story is that some people should just live in a bubble for the benefit of their coworkers.
After going to climbing competitions, where it smells like dirty feet, dirty vagine, dirty penor, dirty butthole, dirty hair and dirty airmpits all combined into a fetid combination, nothing bothers me anymore.
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After going to climbing competitions, where it smells like dirty feet, dirty vagine, dirty penor, dirty butthole, dirty hair and dirty airmpits all combined into a fetid combination, nothing bothers me anymore.
