Honestly, I have never seen anything like it. And you know I've done a lot of perfume shopping.
B-man and I are at Younkers, the only real department store in Mason City, Iowa, when I decide to cruise the perfume counter.
They have a surprisingly decent selection; Chanel, Dior, DKNY...it could suck a lot worse. An older woman with gray hair and glasses walks over to help me.
She asks, 'Do you want to try something?' Everything is behind a large, glass counter.
'Yes, I'd like to try the Chanel No. 19.'
'Sure,' she says. Then she takes the perfume bottle and sprays it - point blank - on the smelling strip so the perfume is dripping.
Thinking it's a fluke, and the reason she sprayed it that way is because something is wrong with that particular bottle, I ask to smell another perfume: DKNY Pure, the new one with verbena.
To prevent another dripping fiasco, I pick up the strip myself and reach for the perfume. But she takes the strip out of my hand and sprays it again - yup, point blank - on the paper.
I can't wait to tell B-man so we can laugh together like teenagers in church making vampire fangs out of paper communion cups.
Not that anything like that has ever happened.
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