I cannot stand the smell of body order (BO). And every morning on my way to the metro, I pass the homeless man who just reeks of BO and urine. Then the other morning, walking to the bank, I pass another homeless man with terrible BO, and I swear it followed me halfway down the block. Now, I understand they are homeless and the first thing on your mind is getting a meal, but come on. How can you stand to be around yourself if you smell that bad? I mean, walk less than a mile down the road and just into the reflecting pool by the Washington Monument. Ask the guys with hoses in the morning to rinse you down. It's hot anyway, I promise it will feel good. And maybe more people will put money in your cup because it wouldn't sting the nostrils to get within 12 feet of you.*
And what annoys me even more is non-homeless people who have BO. On the metro last week, I was stuck next to a larger man with terrible BO. It happened to be one of those days where the weather was just terrible- hot, humid, sticky. And everyone was sweating, but this was beyond just a sweat smell. And worst of all, he had his arm up to hold onto the bar and his smelly armpit was right near my face. I wanted to gag.
I know we all don't smell of roses every second of the day, but I beg of everyone, have some consideration for your fellow man.
*I know this entire paragraph sounds mean and heartless, and like I don't have a soul, but it's not and I swear I do. I only say it because so many homeless people in DC are rude and ungrateful. You give them $5, they ask for $10. They chain smoke, and then ask for money for dinner. It just ticks me off. If cigarettes are your top priority as a homeless person, then you need to check yourself.