What in the tarnation?

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The main entrance hallway to my flat smells like someone crouched down and copped a squat.   This pungent stench has permeated my nostrils for two weeks now.

I’ve racked my brain for ideas with how this could have come to pass.  There are no animals in the building, yet it smells like a zoo.

I’ve got three possibilities:

The first floor tenants could have gone too far with their fights and one could have murdered the other.  They speak a foreign language so who knows what they are screaming at each other or throwing about down below.  It sounded like a WWF match down there some nights.  The smell could be the early stages of decomposition.

The nearby migrant workers could have  somehow gained access to the entryway and did use it as a port-o-potty. You never know.

Some University of Massachusetts students had a party that got wild and some drunk kid did shit in the hall one weekend I was away. Now it’s embedded deep into the carpet fiber.

I am reluctant to call maintenance.  What am I supposed to say? There is a phantom shit smell wafting in the hallway? Then why isn’t anyone else saying anything? Have they all gone nose blind?

There is not enough clean linen Febreeze in the world I can spray to rid this.  I am resigned to just try and deal my own way.

Oh, it’s so on shit smell.  I’m bringing in the big guns tomorrow.  I’m buying a plethora of stick-ups. There going to be hidden everywhere…..

About lexiconlover

Read all about my journey (and musings) of recovery from both complex childhood trauma and incest, it’s manifestation in my adult life through maladaptive behaviors like BDSM, self-injury, eating disorder, substance abuse and toxic relationships; one with whom was a Narcissistic Sociopath. View all posts by lexiconlover

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