I was standing in line to board a flight once, and I could smell the stench of body odor. I turned around, and saw an Indian, or middle eastern gentleman, and didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but
...and the person behind him was standing a BIT further behind than the normal line spacing distance.
I had to gate check my luggage (
) and when we landed, I went to baggage claim. I always stand right by the opening of the belt, because I want to get my shyt, and go. All of a sudden, I smelt the stench of funk, turned around, low and behold, it’s the man of Indian, or Middle Eastern decent.
I then walked to the other side of baggage claim, to wait for my luggage to come around the belt, with this exact face
I was soooooooo glad I didn't get stuck next to him on the plane!