More whinging

[innerslytherin]

I drove Dad's truck to work today. Tuesday is trash pickup day, and we don't set the trash out at the end of our drive, we set it out at the main road. So it's a long way to carry trash bags. Much easier to load them in the back of the truck. But I didn't want to take the time to drive back to the garage and switch cars, so I just drove the truck (good thing it had a full tank of gas, which I forgot to check until I was a couple of miles from home!).

Dad's truck stinks. I can't really describe it, other than maybe old sweat and something dirty. Of course, it's a truck, and it doesn't get driven all that much since Dad bought the Cobalt (better gas mileage), but still. My dad is not your typical man, who dotes on his car and takes care of it and changes the oil himself and all that. I do two thorough cleanings a year (with vacuuming, detailing the interior and washing the insides of the windows) and that's more than his vehicles get.

Now the smell of the truck isn't pleasant, but you get used to it while driving it. If that were all I had to deal with, no biggie. But I got to work and started working, and kept smelling it. Finally I realized that the stench has attached itself to my shirt, because I wasn't wearing a jacket this morning. I even wore perfume today (BPAL's "Blood Kiss") but I can only smell it if I hold my wrist up to my nose. The rest of the time, I can only smell Eau de Sweaty Man Truck.

*barfs*

Comments

[platyg.livejournal.com]

I know exactly what smell you're talking about. My ex step dad's truck always had that smell. A lot of his was that he would spill drinks like coffee and milk and then the smell woud permeate the truck. It would make me gag it was so bad sometimes!

[innerslytherin]

Yeah, it's truly awful. Bleh. I'm actually considering cleaning the truck as a favor to Dad...