Aromatherapy

Story Sent in by David:

It was a perfectly nice first-date dinner with Nicole when she suddenly clammed up and turned a bit red. She fanned at the air and said that she suddenly felt really hot.

"Do you want to go outside for some air?" I asked her.

"Good idea," she said and sped past me. As she did, I smelled the unmistakable aroma of fart. It was brutal.

When she came back things continued as they had before the "hot" incident. Of course I said nothing to her and she said she was fine.

A little while later, she stood up and said, "Excuse me, I'm suddenly feeling really hot again." She hurried out once more. I didn't smell anything that time, thankfully.

She finally returned and we went back to talking. Everything appeared normal.

After a little while longer she suddenly gathered her stuff and stood up. "Well, nice meeting you. Bye!"

I was so stunned that I didn't have anything to say until a few minutes after she had left. I texted her, "What just happened?"

She wrote back, "It's been two hours."

Not sure what that meant, I wrote, "What does that mean?"

She replied, "You disrespected me at the table. Done with this. Bye."

I went over the prior two hours of the date several times and couldn't come up with a single instance of me "disrespecting" her. The only things that stood out were her two hot flashes and her awful-smelling fart.

I wrote, "How did I disrespect you? Did it have to do with your farts?" but she didn't reply.