Something was off about this day, something she couldn’t quite place. ‘Oh well’ she thought to herself, ‘its probably fine, nothing to worry about right?’ She shook her head and turned to the customer waiting for her.

“Hello sir, and welcome to Perfume Perfect, I’m Feia how can I help you?”

“Uhhh…I’d like to buy something for my wife, and she said this place was the best so..”

“Well glad to hear, here are some of the best perfumes we own, right this way.” The man lazily follows Feia, she could tell he was uncomfortable in this brightly lit and smell overloaded store.

“Here we are, pick out anyone you believe your life would love; and if you don’t find anything in the most popular perfumes we can go look elsewhere around the store.”

“Hmmm….My wife loves lavender, which one of these is lavender?”

“Oh…Well that one is the most common, this one here with the lavender flowers would be the lavender one sir.” Feia picks up the sample perfume and gives it a sniff. Where was the sent. The perfume smelled like nothing. She quickly put it down and picked up a different sample, still nothing. What had happened to all the scent of her lovely perfumes. She had hand made them and new them to be good. Frowning slightly she says “Do you think this is one your wife would love?”

“Hmm…Yeah.”

“Fabulous, let me take you to the check out station.” This was wrong, why couldn’t she smell her perfumes? How would she make her perfumes if she couldn’t smell them? No matter, she would assign herself to customer service and have one of her best employees make the perfume. She would tell them exactly why they were doing this. She checked out her lazy customer and went over to see Nayo.

“Hey Nayo, I want to promote you.”

“Me?”

“Yes, how do you feel about making the perfume” and in a whisper she adds “I lost my sense of smell…”

“No way!” She shouts “You lost your sense of smell!?” Everyone in shop stares.