Mine is a pretty tame example: I never minded the smell of garlic was fine around it… but I took a job for DHL and they had these large tubs of garlic for horses that had to go out to people. There were about 10 of them coming down the belt.
Now I can’t stand it. I’m just reminded of how strong that smell was I was actually gagging. The tubs were heavy, the handles were feedble. Some of the tubs were damaged so I got a bit on me.
I stunk of it for the rest of the shift. It wasn’t even a normal garlic smell it was just so powerful and nauseating.
The song “you are my sunshine”. It makes me cry when I hear it and I’m not a fan of crying at least not from what should be a happy children’s song.
I’m in a similar situation with “little drummer boy”, irrespective of the group/ band covering it. My heart hurts when I hear the ‘rumpa-pum-pum’ and its been like this for decades. :(
As a gigging musician, I play the Little Drummer Boy challenge every year. Perhaps you would enjoy it!
https://littledrummerboychallenge.com/about/official-ldbc-reporting-form/
Both this and ‘you are my sunshine’ just instantly flip an emotional switch for me, I don’t know why they make me want to cry but they just do
That was my dad’s favorite song. Really I don’t listen to Christmas music because it reminds me of when I had parents and extended family.
