Shortly thereafter, the cab approached Bill's residence and when Bill opened the back door it smelled as if someone had died in the backseat. It had to have been the most awful smell that could be imagined. Bill could hardly keep his wheat grain cereal in him. The cab ride seemed longer than it should have been to Bill. When he reached his destination, he quickly paid the cab driver, flung the door open, and gladly celebrated his inhalation of fresh untainted air. Bill decided that he would call for a limo next time.

When he arrived in the lobby of his office, Jenny was sitting there, at her desk, typing away. He had to stop and stare at the clock, then at her, and back at the clock. "Why can't you do this when I'm here on a daily basis?" he asked? She answered" I always type on a daily basis." "You know what I mean….." he retorted. " You smell good", she quickly interrupted Bill. " Don’t change the Subject", he said. "I'm not. You do smell good. If I didn't work for you I'd take you home with me and teach about ….. ahhh…oh forget I said that", she said. " Sounds like sexual harassment in reverse if you ask me", he said smugly. "Oh who asked you. Go to your office why don't boss man and leave me alone. I got work to do"; she said sounding a little flustered. Bill followed orders and was on his way.

Bill opened the door to his office and a feeling of calmness; well being covered his whole body. He sat down in his chair and realized how much he missed it. Bill was a true work-a-holic. He looked at his in basket and he had plenty to do. He loved it. He was like a kid in a candy store.

Around noon, Bill called Jenny in to pick up some of the paperwork that he had completed. Jenny opened the door to Bill's office and blurted out," What is that awful smell. Bill what are you doing in here and how can you stand it. It smells like someone had died in here." "Alright Jenny cut it out and come over here and get these papers", he said. "I'm not kidding Bill. This place is rancid. You don’t smell it?" she inquired. " Smell what?" he asked trying not to seem irritated. Jenny didn't answer. She started searching his office trying to locate the source of the bad odor. As she worked the room, Bill eyes followed her. He was getting visibly irritated. He didn't want to get too angry, because Jenny and he had always gotten along wonderfully. She worked her way to his desk and belted out" It's you bossman, It's you. You smell awful. Jeez how can you stand it!" " It's not funny Jenny and you are wasting precious time. I am….."Bill stopped right in the middle of his sentence, when the overwhelming stench infested aroma finally penetrated his nasal passages. It was the cab smell. It was awful. The whole thing embarrassed Bill. Jenny had complemented him about his cologne earlier. He believed that she was sincere at the time. Now this smell. Jenny bolted out of the office and Bill was quickly behind her wanting to explain. But first he had to rid himself of that terrible smell.