I don't care how pretty it makes her feel. The cloud of perfume remaining in front of the ONLY DAMN DOOR to the department (one cube over from mine) was bad enough that I could taste it. Everybody else in the department was gagging, too.

I'm allergic to chemical scents... my partner (upon whose head blessings I heap) has developed the supernatural ability to sense where the candle aisle is in Target and can steer me away from it before I get nailed with a headache.

That's from unlit candles.

Yeah.

Ten minutes later, I had to leave, fighting nausea and a rapidly forming migraine.

At least I got home before I hurled.

All because someone wanted to feel pretty.

If workplaces are tobacco free, why the hell aren't they scent-free too? I KNOW I'm not the only one with this problem. And "moderation" be damned - too many people have no concept of what that means. Maybe the ones who do lose their ability to use scents - sorry, but I'm going to be selfish and say that's less inconvenient than causing agony to hapless bystanders.

I better effing well be feeling better by tomorrow - the lady in the next cube over has a vacation day, and it's absolute damn chaos when the two of us are out at once.