You smell!

So last night I (Ace) was bring more boxes to my new room at Jammies house. Of course Jammie helped me bring my boxes in to the apt. As we are walking in Jammie gets this odd look on her face and says...

"Hey, this stuff smells like you. Does this mean that I'm going to smell like you?"

As tears rolled down my face and my chin quivered I squeaked out a reply... "Do I smell bad?" Now let me interject something here. When Jammie asked her question it was not like she skipped and was like whoo hoo I'll smell like flowers and roses. No it was more of a nose wrinkle, oh my gosh I'd rather stick my head in a lions mouth then smell like you, kind of comment. So you can now understand my tears. I mean I've gone 2* years of my life not knowing that I smelled like rancid meat. I thought I just had a difficult time making friends in high school because I was home schooled. NOBODY TOLD ME I SMELLED. I guess for that I can't blame Jammie, she was just being a good friend and telling me the truth. But sometimes the truth hurts.

So back to the story... Jammie, laughed at my tears and fumbled with her words and said something to the effect that everyone has a certain smell and that she didn't mean I had a bad smell. I'm not exactly sure. My heart was still hurting so I couldn't listen.

The question remains though.... will I now smell like Jammie, or will she smell like me? And I'm hurrying in to use my last day of insurance to get my smell checked out...