I never had to check something so rank and foul as I did recently. A woman and her friend came to eat dinner, and she gave me her...I guess...shawl, but it looked like a big blanket. Even before that, I noticed that she SMELLED FOUL while walking to her table. Even a waiter commented that she stunk as she passed by him.
It was definitely her shawl, and she even had me hung it up as it left a trail of absolute putrid trailing behind me. EL GROSSNESS! I hung it up in the downstairs coat check which wasn't being used, and my manager said it stunk up the whole area. EW, the smell soaked into my hand I ran into the bathroom. It reeked of a combination of horse piss, farm barn, and NYC homeless subway people (sorry, but that' what it smelled like).
Later she apologized about the smell and said she just brought it from Africa. Who cares where it came from? LAUNDER IT!!!
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