Mine is a pretty tame example: I never minded the smell of garlic was fine around it… but I took a job for DHL and they had these large tubs of garlic for horses that had to go out to people. There were about 10 of them coming down the belt.
Now I can’t stand it. I’m just reminded of how strong that smell was I was actually gagging. The tubs were heavy, the handles were feedble. Some of the tubs were damaged so I got a bit on me.
I stunk of it for the rest of the shift. It wasn’t even a normal garlic smell it was just so powerful and nauseating.
It’s not necessarily a “normal” thing … but academia and university. I’ve been a university/academic rat for a bit and become so disillusioned with the place and its culture that I think I’ve got to the point of finding all of it, including those who subscribe to and participate in its value systems, completely off putting.