May you all have peace! With the exception of Sir Smarty-Pants' (peace to you!), your responses are great and I will try to incorporate them all (except, we don't actually offer dental, dear TD - peace to you, as well! - rather, we're paid an additional 15% of salary to be used toward whatever: medical, dental, vision, 401(k)). So it's up to the employee as to what benefits he/she will take advantage of)...
As for Mr. S-Pants... please note that my Lord wouldn't have noticed it considering the many odors that existed, lingered, and were endured by him during his day in the flesh. This is probably roses (okay, daisies) compared to the bodily and other odors folks endured back then, particularly due to the scents put off by many of the sick/infirm... and, of course, the animals.
For ME, however, it's another story. Although I, too, have become accustomed to the very "sterile" world we have begun to make for ourselves these days, so that "everything" absolutely MUST smell like it's been "Oust[ed", I can also take the "usual" stuff (drifting past a large cattle farm during 80+ degree weather; rancid brackish seawater; [little] doggie poo...).
This, however, is beyond me. The only thing that has come close is baby poo. Unfortunately, I don't "doo" that so well, either, these days.
DOUBLE peace to you all... and THANK you!
SA, on her own
P.S. I ate my lunch when he left for his... so I'm no longer about to faint. Upchuck, maybe. Faint... nope. Going to talk to him, now...
[Edited to add: Ah, well, no talk today. When I went to do it he snuffled, then blew loudly into a [very] spent tissue... then snorked and coughed. Had been doing it all morning. So... I sent his butt home! Now, I'm thinkin'... mayhaps a [very bad] sinus infection?? I don't recall his breath smelling so bad, say, a couple weeks ago. It does seem to be a fairly recent matter. Told him do NOT come back until he was well. Seriously...]
