To say that my husband “doesn’t notice much” would be the understatement of the century. I’m not talking minor things like if I got a new shirt or a hair cut. I mean short of my having bought a new car, he simply doesn’t notice anything.
Until you, Method Lemon Verbena Anti-Bac cleaner. You turned his head the moment he met you. I used you to clean our counters and when he arrived home the first thing he said to me was….
…not, Gee honey, the counters look fantastic. I don’t see a single germ on them. You must have been cleaning all day. It’s so, so sparkly in here!
No, instead, he said, This house stinks! STINKS! UGH what is that smell? like he was morally offended and his nose hair was melting, all at the same time. (kind of like he caught me scarfing down bacon in the kitchen)
And he was right. Upon further reflection, and smell dissection, I was taken back to the odor that had permeated the plastic of the diaper genie despite multiple cleanings, right before I gave up and tossed it in the compactor as a final act of mercy upon our olfactory senses.
I’m not sure that’s what the people at Method were going for, after all the label doesn’t SAY “Pine Sol Scented Infant Urine,” but it should. Please catch me in my new occupation – cleaning product marketer. Coming soon.
The problem is though, that it works. It really does. So I’m caught between a rock and an offensive smell. What to do, what to do?
Just call us stinky, I guess, but please still call us. We’re clean!