This happened to my husband, so I thought it would be a regular suck as he told me the story, but if it belongs in sightings, please accept my apologies in advance**
[background]My husband (henceforth "H") works at our church. Our parish has a resale shop that it sponsors a block down the road. [/background]
My husband was working with the youth group on Friday night and had a woman come to his office asking why there wasn't anyone at the Resale Shop. H told her that is closed at 3pm each day. (He doesn't have anything to do with Resale shop btw.) She told him that she had just talked with someone there and they told her she could drop off her donations that evening. It was 530 at this point and no one would have answered the phones because they close at 300.
She started asking him what she should do with the stuff she had and asked if she could just leave it at the his office and have him drop it off the next day. H just needed to get rid of her and told her to follow him to his car. She loaded (and I mean loaded) the truck of our midsize car with crap. Blankets, stuffed animals, coats, shoes and two boxes of odds and ends. Didn't say thank you and left.
H went back to the youth activity and 4 hours later got in our car to go home. It smelled of cig smoke. Smoke like "I smoke 3 packs a day in my home/car without any windows open and chose to wash only once a week. Oh and I smoke Reds". He came home an apologized to me as he knew I would be driving the car the next morning (before the Resale shop opened). Things were fine when I got in the car the next morning until about noon, then the car really started smelling like that 3 pack a day habit. (With the windows down)
I drove straight to the Resale Shop, apologized and unloaded them. I got home, told my husband never to be nice to people again, then had to change my clothes as I managed to transfer the smell on to me.
[background]My husband (henceforth "H") works at our church. Our parish has a resale shop that it sponsors a block down the road. [/background]
My husband was working with the youth group on Friday night and had a woman come to his office asking why there wasn't anyone at the Resale Shop. H told her that is closed at 3pm each day. (He doesn't have anything to do with Resale shop btw.) She told him that she had just talked with someone there and they told her she could drop off her donations that evening. It was 530 at this point and no one would have answered the phones because they close at 300.
She started asking him what she should do with the stuff she had and asked if she could just leave it at the his office and have him drop it off the next day. H just needed to get rid of her and told her to follow him to his car. She loaded (and I mean loaded) the truck of our midsize car with crap. Blankets, stuffed animals, coats, shoes and two boxes of odds and ends. Didn't say thank you and left.
H went back to the youth activity and 4 hours later got in our car to go home. It smelled of cig smoke. Smoke like "I smoke 3 packs a day in my home/car without any windows open and chose to wash only once a week. Oh and I smoke Reds". He came home an apologized to me as he knew I would be driving the car the next morning (before the Resale shop opened). Things were fine when I got in the car the next morning until about noon, then the car really started smelling like that 3 pack a day habit. (With the windows down)
I drove straight to the Resale Shop, apologized and unloaded them. I got home, told my husband never to be nice to people again, then had to change my clothes as I managed to transfer the smell on to me.

That sucks you had to put up with it in your own car!
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