Tear Gas
Apparently bathroom cleaners are becoming more and more potent these days. A few sprays of the one I was using today and my eyes were on fire and my lungs felt like I stuck my head in the smoke from a campfire and inhaled a few times. I finally remembered that I had my old chemistry goggles still, so I had to break them out to finish the simple task of cleaning the bathrooms in my flat. Furthermore, I took my goggles off and saw that the fumes from the cleaner changed the pigment of the ink that I had inscribed my name on them with from a navy blue to a bright fuchsia. Screw the chemistry goggles. With the way my lungs are still burning four hours later, and with what the mere fumes did to my goggles, I’ll need a HAZMAT suit to clean my bathroom next time. However, they seem to be a bit out of my budget, so I’ll just have to change cleaners.
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