To make money when I was a young man I had one of the worse jobs you could ever want. I worked at a horse ranch, cleaning out the stables. Yeah, that's right. Shoveling poop all day, not really the best job you could ever get. The good and bad part of it was that I stopped smelling it after a while, and wouldn't realize how much I stank when I got home. I was always surprised at the reactions of my family and friends after I came home and wondered what their problem was until I remembered: oh yeah, I smell like horse dung. And the smell would never completely leave my shoes, even after I cleaned them.