A couple average-looking guys in front of me stepped into the elevator talking about business stuff and how they increased revenue for a project. They were going to celebrate their win at a company party.
On stepping into the elevator myself, it struck me. One of these average-looking dudes had halitosis. My sensitive nose picked it up the second I crossed the threshold. I was thankful the elevator served a modest three-floors.
Once the two gentlemen exited on their floor, I allowed the elevator doors to linger and to stay open for a few seconds so the stench had a chance to dissipate. As soon as the elevator doors opened to my destination, I made a hasty exit and sucked in a deep breath of fresh air. Relief.