Unusual Suspect

Since Monday, my eyes have watered a bit for the first few minutes I walk into room where my desk’s located.  I thought the girl that works in Metrology had a new perfume until she was out today and I still smelt it.

After several seruptitious walk-bys of my coworkers, turns out the grizzled old guy with a penchant for sweatervests is tired of Old Spice.