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Ah! Good ol' smelling. I have a knack for detecting the most rancid odors. I will freeze in the middle of whatever I am doing and announce loudly, "What's that smell?" I've done in the most delicate moments: business meetings, etc.
One time I was taking a geology class and I was the first person into the classroom. I couldn't resist the professor's box of geological specimens, so I examined all the rocks. There was one labeled "Asbestos". I knew what asbestos was, but this was a large, furry chunk in a case. What did I do? I opened the case and I sniffed it.
Why did I do that? It was a compulsion. I knew what it was--that its fibers can become lodged in the lungs and cause disease, but something about the way it looked caused me to sniff it.
A dumb thing to do, but it was as if I were an automaton on auto-pilot. The data inside knows the protocol, but the body is moving anyway.
Ah! Good ol' smelling. I have a knack for detecting the most rancid odors. I will freeze in the middle of whatever I am doing and announce loudly, "What's that smell?" I've done in the most delicate moments: business meetings, etc.
One time I was taking a geology class and I was the first person into the classroom. I couldn't resist the professor's box of geological specimens, so I examined all the rocks. There was one labeled "Asbestos". I knew what asbestos was, but this was a large, furry chunk in a case. What did I do? I opened the case and I sniffed it.
Why did I do that? It was a compulsion. I knew what it was--that its fibers can become lodged in the lungs and cause disease, but something about the way it looked caused me to sniff it.
A dumb thing to do, but it was as if I were an automaton on auto-pilot. The data inside knows the protocol, but the body is moving anyway.