Can I stay in a dirty environment?

Can You Manage to Stay in a Dirty Environment?

Before I grew to the stage I am currently, I wasn't all that clean—unlike a lot of people who profess to have been clean from birth. No, I grew up in a village setting where, most times, we sat and ate on the ground, especially when we went to the farm. Of course, there was a level of table manners we could maintain in the farm, but the farm had no neat dining table for eating. We prepared food locally in the farmhouse and ate while sitting on the ground, without minding whether our clothes were soaked in sweat or splashed with dust from our work.

So, when it comes to managing to stay in a dirty environment, it all depends on the situation.
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I can tolerate a dirty environment depending on the circumstances, especially considering the example of the farm I cited. But one thing I absolutely cannot tolerate—whether in a farm, a neatly swept room, or a well-organized compound—is a foul smell. No way! I can't condone that.

I can actually manage to stay in a room that has not been swept, or where the beddings are not arranged, or even where properties are scattered all over the place. But once there is a foul smell, please count me out.

I do not know how I was created to detest foul smells so badly. To the extent that I have once wished I were an ordinary person who does not feel it the way I do. What do I mean?

I have been in situations where I was extremely uncomfortable due to a foul smell in the environment, while other people found nothing odd about it. One such experience happened during my NYSC orientation days in the camp. The boys' hostel premises smelled terribly due to how we bathed and urinated at night in the center of it. While others saw nothing wrong with it—most of them even sat and had their breakfast and lunch on the corridor—I couldn't even walk past the environment without covering my nose.

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At that moment, I wished I had the power to make everyone stop bathing or urinating in that area. I had to endure it for the entire 21 days in camp, and on the last day when we rounded up, I felt relieved. I felt like I had just left Earth for heaven.

So that is it—I can, to some extent, live in a place that is not well-organized, but not one that smells bad.

This does not mean I can stay in an environment without keeping it clean in terms of sweeping, cleaning, and arranging. No, I carry out clean-ups regularly.

For instance, in my compound, my next-door neighbors are a family that does not seem to see anything wrong with dirtiness. They do not bother to sweep away sand from the corridor. I often sweep it, sometimes even three times a day, due to how they, especially their children, litter the space. I have been doing this without complaints, but once they start making me very uncomfortable with smells, I will attack them. Lol.

Thanks for reading.

This is my entry to Marchinleo prompt, Day 22

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