That’s me there. Honest.
I have trouble with a lot of scents. Just to give you an idea: I’m liable to hack up a lung at the slightest spritz of perfume. I’m convinced that my current deodorant is a can of mace.
The merest hint of cooking chilies can be like a mustard gas attack for me: the last time I was in an Indian restaurant, I was convinced that the air was acrid with smoke and fumes, yet my dining partner – the one with the major chest infection – was completely oblivious.
What about you? Is there a certain smell, chemical, fruit, flower or plug-in air freshener that has you reaching for the box of tissues and sneezing your way out of the room?