B.O. DILEMMA

Don't you hate when this happens:

I'm on the bus, and somebody sits down in front of or maybe next to me, and all of a sudden I start smelling something bad. I try not to sniff too ostentatiously, but it's not easy: What is that smell. Oh god, is it me? (sniff jacket, sniff clothes, do the thing where you pull the front of your shirt out and try to stick your nose inside: sniff) N-no? I can't tell, the smell is everywhere.

(stop, think)

Okay, I don't think it's me, or I'd've noticed it before. That must mean it's this guy next to me. What the hell, guy. How can you not notice that. Or do you not care? What kind of person doesn't care about that kind of thing?

This is not a question I really want an answer to.