I was remarking (and when I say remarking I mean complaining) to someone in the ladies' today that the soap dispenser wasn't working right. And then I chattered on way too long blah blah about how isn't it amazing how these little things make a surprising impact on your day, like if the soap dispenser in the ladies' isn't working blah blah (don't worry there's one of three dispensers that work so I can still wash my hands and keep my public health degree, yay).
And she was all, yes you are weird to let a soap dispenser affect your day, loser, but do you ever smell the soap after you put it on your hands?
And I was all, what?
And she was all, the soap. I put it on my hands (ed. note: from the ONE SOAP DISPENSER THAT WORKS) and then I smell it. Every time. Do you?
And I'm all, no.
But I figure this is like a THING. Like you do it or you don't. Go on, tell me. Do you smell the soap?