Which is to say, this afternoon I noticed I was getting a little stinky. And if I could notice it, ghu only knows what my cubicle neighbors were thinking.
Normally, there would be nothing one could do. But this is The Client, after all, which means I could -- and did -- go down to the ground floor, hit the men's locker room (the one with lockers, supplied towels, four shower stalls, and liquid soap dispensers in every shower), and take a quick five minute shower during my afternoon break.
If cleanliness is next to godliness...
Normally, there would be nothing one could do. But this is The Client, after all, which means I could -- and did -- go down to the ground floor, hit the men's locker room (the one with lockers, supplied towels, four shower stalls, and liquid soap dispensers in every shower), and take a quick five minute shower during my afternoon break.
If cleanliness is next to godliness...