Here’s a fun one for you. Let me say first: People never cease to impress me with their strangeness. This week, in Slate’s Dear Prudence column, a woman ponders whether or not she should date the guy at the gym who SNIFFED HER SWEATY BICYCLE SEAT.
“I’m a fit, attractive 30-something single woman who enjoys working out at my local gym. A few weeks ago I noticed a cute guy seemed to have a similar schedule as mine. We also seemed to have a similar workout routine—bike, weights, swim etc. I’ve tried smiling at him once or twice, to see if there was any interest, but neither of us has made the first move. Then yesterday, I returned to my stationary bike as I had forgotten to wipe it down, and I noticed that he was standing next to it, rubbing the damp seat with an odd look on his face. He then pretended to have dropped something, but I saw that he was actually sniffing the seat, before returning to the locker room. I don’t think he realized that he had been spotted. How do I proceed? He is very attractive, and I guess he is into me as well. Do I say something about what I saw, or should I continue flirting with him knowing what I know?”
OK, so I’ve dated guys I’ve met at the gym. One was my spinning instructor. I went to his class every Saturday for a year before he asked me out, and he never once did he sniff my seat. I’m kidding … kind of. I realize that some people have fetishes. This is common. No disrespect whatsoever to olfactophiliacs. Dear Prudence advises the single gal to stay away from the sweat sniffer. I agree … unless she’s into that kind of thing. I mean, either you see a dude sniff your sweaty bicycle seat and think Gee, that’s really creepy or Gee, that kind of turns me on. I don’t believe there is any other reaction. Is there? [Slate via Gawker]