Return of the Shark
One day at lunch, while enjoying a Henry Weinhard’s Orange Cream Soda, Joe sniffs his fingers, and smelt a curious smell. Like a shark, Joe knew that smell—it was blood and he was going to find it. He began to look at his hands to see where he had been cut. Finding no incisions on his hands, he proceeded to look all over his body, searching for where he had be cut. Alas, he was unable to find a cut, for his skin was intact. He later realized that the smell he recognized was probably from the bottle cap he had removed from his soda.
We then proceeded to debate whether or not it was possible to smell blood:
“Joe, you can’t smell blood. It doesn’t have a scent.”
“Sure I can, I’ve smelled it before and it smelled just like that.”
“But that wasn’t blood.”
“I think Joe’s right…I think you can smell blood, I’ve smelled it before.”
“Then how come when people get bloody noses, they just think their nose is running until they see it or taste it?”
“Well, sharks can smell blood.”
“Through the water, not through air.”
“Joe, you’re not a shark!”
Well, it seems the answer to our discussion is finally here…
http://www.livescience.com/othernews/061024_metallic_smell.html
