College days are quite monumental when it comes to our laziness, being a hosteller this is a quite commonly acceptable trait.
Now, procrastination is the father of laziness, some procrastinate to do their homework, some to give their clothes to the laundry, some to take them back and some procrastinate to bath for a couple days when it is ice cold winter.
But, here’s a man who can be called as the trademark of laziness and craziness at the same time.
This man from Southern India, Coastal Karnataka, however, decided not to take bath for few days, that few days ended up hitting two digit number, 33. And he managed to run his life for all those 33 days with only two underpants. He managed to take bath on the 34th day only because his mother refused to take him back into the house.
The astonishing thing is that this person took on to his Reddit and held an AMA (Ask Me Anything), he patiently responded to every question regarding his experience, some answers were quite creepy and others were just crazy.
This is how the story went further,
“I went without a bath or shower from 11th November to 14th December. AMA! I also went through those 33 days with only two underpants. EDIT: This was in South coastal Karnataka,” he wrote.
The next question was the obvious “why?” This is what he had to say.
Well, I live in a hostel and am lazy.
you see, a bath for me is more like a chore here. Since the shower only spews cold water in an incredibly narrow column, I have to fill the bucket(s) of hot water from a faucet outside the room. I also tend to think “I might as well wash some clothes while I’m bathing” since I could save some laundry money while doing so. It seems like too much work.
How did I deal with BO? I soaped my pits every 3-4 days or so. Baking soda and hand sanitizer cat as excellent anti-BO agents. they can keep me BO-free for about 6-7 hours. Couple that with deodorant, and was good to go for the entire day.
This, added to constant procrastination, availability of fresh clothes, deodorant and air conditioned environments, led to this.
Initially, I started out with 5 pairs of underwear, of which one got lost in transit, one was so tattered with holes, I was embarrassed to hang it to dry in my room. one was worn out beyond use (the elastic has begun to show and not hold). So I was left with only two.
I usually wore a pair for a week- or until the stench had become overpowering or the stains and moisture felt gross. Then I inverted it and wore it for another week.
He finally took a shower on the 34th day because he had gone home for vacation and his mom would have “disowned” him if he hadn’t done the needful. But what happened when he bathed after such a long gap? This!
When I went back home, my mom refused to speak to me until I had a haircut and showered. When I came out, my skin was a shade or two lighter. While scrubbing all over with a new pumice stone I had, I saw there was a layer of dirt in some parts which were millimetres thick.”
If you feel like shooting any questions to this weirdo, here you go: