It's well documented that a woman's sense of smell is more acute than a man's.

One time I

smelled something spoiled while standing in the kitchen. I kept asking my then-husband what that awful smell was.

He kept telling me I was crazy. It turned out to be spoiled leftovers -- in the refrigerator, in a closed

Tupperware container, on the back of the second shelf.

Today I was asked to review some files that another

secretary had been working from. I picked them up from her desk and took them to mine. On opening one of them up,

I caught a whiff of her signature perfume, Amarige. Granted, it's an eye-waterer, but still ... I could identify

her perfume from the file she had been working on.

Anyone else got stories?