Unforunately, spending long hours in the same small area with the same people for more than a year now has made me realize that though Rachel at least smells pleasant while she bitches at me, it seems Fincher has horrible halitosis.
On many occassions I have tested to make sure it was not my own breath that reeked, and after multiple scientific observations, I have concluded that it is indeed his breath and not my own.
While on the topic, if he who smelt it dealt it, then it must be I who stinks everytime Fincher uses the bathroom. I must say, everytime he leaves, it smells just like all he eats is beans, chili's and spices.
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