Wrongfully Accused

I recently had a moment that made me want to drop out of law school even though I only have a few weeks left. I had just finished jogging and was just getting on the elevator in my apartment building with about 4 attractive girls who are fellow law students and notice a powerful scent of shit, not a fart but literally SHIT. Needless to say, as a sweaty guy in an elevator with four girls just back from class and all dressed up, I knew where the blame was going to be landing. This smell was not emanating from me, and at this point I really don't care who or what caused that pungent smell (I'm guessing someone stepped in shit), but given the fact that one of the girls on the elevator strangely and conspicuously avoided me the next day, I knew that at least she thought it was me. It should go without saying that being a shitty lawyer is not a good reputation to have (haha).

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