The Air Freshener

The context and conversation weren’t memorable. The 100+ “Black Ice” scented, Christmas tree air fresheners scattered throughout the car were.

20 hung from the rearview mirror, 20 were shoved beneath the driver and passenger seats. 20 more were crammed in the armrest between the backseats. 20 more were laid out in the space beneath the back window. I’d wager there were probably 20 more in the trunk.

The driver admitted he didn’t know what Black Ice smelled like anymore (does anyone?). He enjoyed knowing his car smelled fresh. Maybe this was his overkill solution for someone puking here last night.

Emerging from a menthol cloud, I exited his vehicle.