The Society of Strange Smells

I never fancied myself to be particulary sensitive about odd things. Unfortunately, work is filled with bizarre, potent, and not entirely good smells today. Expo markers, carpet cleaner, superfruity air freshener, and burnt coffee. If I were ever wondering what my bad smell tolerance was - meaning how much or how many bad smells I can tolerate without throwing up - I should remember in the future that number is exactly one less than the number of smells I have been subjected to today.
When you're overstimulated, you can put on noise-cancelling earphones, or a sweet eye mask a la Holly Golightly, but you can't exactly stop smelling, now can you?