I made a general announcement: "Some people in this room are not wearing deodorant and are stinking up my room. I do not want to smell you. Please do something about this tomorrow."
J.H. instantly assured me: "It's not me, Miss M--I smell like poetry, rainbows, and freedom."
|True story: the very fine Old Spice guy used to be a middle school math teacher.|
I am pretty sure he knows the importance of the product he is selling.