Does Anyone Have A Can Of Oust?

Now I know why I could never live in a high rise apartment building. Yikes!! I have two neighbors on my floor here at the hotel that are cooking and whatever the hell they are fixing is so darn spicy it's making me ill.

I have to go downstairs to the laundry room to wash clothes, which is drama in itself, and everytime I go out into the hall my nose is assaulted by these offensive aromas. They have the audacity to have their doors cracked open!

Do you think they'd be offended if I crept their door open and flooded their room with Oust? Hmmmmm?

Speaking of going to the laundry room, on my way to the elevator I saw this old guy with the nastiest, crustiest feet I have ever seen who got on with me! I swear I threw up in my mouth a little. I swear I COULD NOT look at those nasty feet so I looked up in the air to avoid contact. Eeeeiiiiwwww! There should be a warning label when he's around and walking bare feet! DAMN!