A couple of weeks ago I was going mad trying to find the source of a burning smell that my wife could not smell at all. I had to conclude that it wasn't real. There was no fire. It has happened before.
When I had a job that required me to go to an office nearly every day, I would frequently smell a strong, perfumed disinfectant type, odour first thing in a morning. I was the only person who ever did as far as I know. I put it down to some kind of synesthesia; it seemed strongest nearest the server cabinets so maybe I was "smelling" the sound of them or their electrical field.
Just now I recoiled from the fridge and declared that something must have gone off in there. The boss can't smell it; she has had a good look in there and declared it safe.
I think my sense of taste might be affected. We had a supermarket cook-chill Thai green chicken curry the other day as a stop-gap meal ("she" usually makes them and they are very good). The bought one tasted of soap to me, and very little else. She said it was fine.
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