Baraka_Guru

Cigarette smoke. I'm okay with cigar or pipe smoke, however.

Public grooming or other hygienic issues: e.g. clipping fingernails, hocking loogies, etc.

I have a really strong sense of smell, so close proximity to fresh skunk musk is a big no no for me. It's a reaction I have no control over; it makes me gag (and, theoretically, vomit. I was fortunate enough to be on an empty stomach that one time I found out about this).

I've dealt with food waste and garbage by the pound. So those smells don't bother me.

I've cleaned up after animals enough to not be too adverse to bodily fluids...they are more unpleasant than they are grossing-out.

I've even seen fluid spout out of my mother's incision on her midsection after she contracted an infection after a surgery. Imagine the action of a spigot. Now imagine brown/yellow fluid...a couple of pints, say. Now imagine that the spigot is attached to a person's belly. It didn't gross me out, despite the volume and the peak trajectory reaching at least a couple of feet. I was more concerned about getting towels to prevent a mess in her bedroom. Man, that thing really benefited from a good draining.

__________________
Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot