Word: smelling
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...other less attractive aspect of a very modest increase in hiring is that employers smell blood in the water now. They look at a line of two thousand people at a job fair that might have forty positions available in total and tell themselves that it is too good to be true. But, it isn't. Those PhDs will actually take a job for $10 an hour. It may be the only way that they can survive...
...tempting smell of grease from the Kong is what usually drags in hordes of hungry undergraduates craving spring rolls. But last Friday, it was the Chinese Student Association’s Banquet 2009 that had undergrads scrambling to dig their chopsticks into some lo mein and get their hands on a dumpling or two. For this festive affair, Leverett dining hall was transformed into a party scene packed with more than 350 guests, including students, tutors, and even professors. Dinner, consisting of a never-ending 14 courses, was catered by the Peach Farm restaurant in Chinatown. The restaurant?...
...joke," says junior high school teacher Chen Kin-hsiang, who went because her students raved about it. "It's a little gross when you see other people eat," she says, "but when you're eating, you don't notice it, 'cause you're hungry and the aroma is appetizing." Smell is one poop-like quality the chef does without. (See pictures of China on the wild side...
...with the help of billions in U.S. military aid, the Colombian Army has laid waste to many FARC units and squeezed their supply lines. Shortly before the Americans were rescued, their diet consisted of coffee, rice, lentils and, of all things, popcorn - the smell of which almost tipped off a team of Colombian and American Special Forces hot on their trail. Though the military offensive made life harder for the hostages, it also filled them with hope. "We were exhausted, we were starved and our supply lines were getting torn up," Howes says. "But it was a good feeling knowing...
...wind-blown palm trees could be seen swaying against the starry sky of the moonless night. Amador and Iglesias, whom I had been talking to moments earlier in the dark, were suddenly snoring in their hammocks. I sat in the back of pickup truck trying not to smell like vampire bait and hoping I wasn't in charge of the hunt...