Odd Smells

This past Saturday I was driving around Oakland checking out some homes in the area. The price of some homes in the Oakland are are pretty low right now because of the market, so I have actually started to look for a place that I can buy. I really love the Oakland area and have decided that I would like to stay there for the forseeable future.
I walked into one house down in Rockridge, pretty close to the bart station, and was overcome by the smell of cigarette smoke. Hey, if you want to smoke in your own house, you have every right to do it; but since I am not a smoker myself, I had a little trouble taking it all in. Either way, it was a cool little house and I wanted to check it out anyway. I zipped through the house saw what I needed to see and hopped back in the car. Apparently the smell from the house had followed me into the car. It was so strong, that I felt like it was in my hair, on my jeans, on my shirt, you name it. I rolled all the windows down in the car and headed onto the freeway, all the while enjoying the fun experience of not being able to think because of the helicopter type noise coming from one open window in a car. Hey, I would have loved to open all of the windows but a giant paper storm would have happened and I didn't want to be that guy on the freeway who no one wanted to drive behind because who knows what was going to come out of the car next...

*Random tangent*
Have you ever been driving down the freeway and your car starts smoking or leaking? Even though you are well aware of what's going on, people zoom up beside you and give you a look to check out the idiot who obviously has a piece of junk car. I hate when this happens.

Long story short, I spent the rest of the day pretending like I was yawning with my arms in the air while I non chalantly turned my head to the side to smell myself. I definitely smelled for at least 2 hours and I'm pretty sure my fake yawn didn't fool anyone. That being said, who wouldn't want this professional selling their house?!