Scents and scents ability (to make me ill)

OK, now I know the universe is messing with me. I have made my feelings about eating eggs in public very well known. Bottom line: I don't like it. It makes me sick. You make me sick, egg eaters! If you aren't familiar with what I am referring to, please reference this: (http://jarettsramble.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-are-no-eggs-in-heaven.html)

Well, apparently karma is a boomerang because I got seriously schooled today when I went to MSNBC to do a taping on American Idol. I arrived and was walked into the makeup room (deal with it) and was escorted to a chair. I sat down and met the woman who would be doing my makeup, Tanya. She was perfectly nice and pleasant and did a great job with my foundation, if I say so myself. But there was something about her I just didn't like...but I couldn't put my finger on it and then it hit me like a knee to the groin, her fingers smelled like eggs!

She has obviously indulged in some huevos earlier and hadn't fully washed the smell off of her fingers, which were currently applying base right under my nostrils, in prime smelling space. It was awful, I wanted to gag and die, but I couldn't, I had to go on live TV after all. Considering she and I had built a nice rapport in the 2 minutes we'd known one another, I contemplated asking if she’d eaten an egg for lunch. But right as I was about to broach the subject I thought, what if she hadn't eaten an egg, what if she just smelled. How mortifying would that be, not for her, but for me! Nobody likes to be the one to point out that someone else smells, especially not to their face. Sure you say it behind their back (or on your blog) but never to their face. So I just tried to breathe through my mouth as much as possible. And that's how I accidentally licked her finger.