A PERFUME BOTTLE ONCE was very proud of its high price. "I am one of the most expensive perfumes one can find in the marketplace", it used to say to the items of the bathroom, and it was indeed true that the housewife had spent a fortune to buy it. As the days passed, however, and she was yet to try it, the other bottles on the shelf became curious about its smell.
One day, the unexpected happened: the housewife, dressed in her best clothes, entered the bathroom and grabbed the perfume bottle. She then closed her nose with one hand and used the other to spray herself all over. As soon as she finished, she closed the cap and placed it back on the bathroom sink where she found it. All the items in the bathroom, brushes, towels and toilet paper rolls covered their noses to protect themselves as they realized that… the room was filled with an unbearable stench.
As soon as the housewife was gone, the toilet paper said: "All these days we've had enough of hearing you talk about the big price the housewife paid to get you here. How about, for a change, telling us the flower that your smell comes from?”
“Never heard of a flower that smells worse than trash”, the shampoo bottle exclaimed and the other items burst into laughter.
"Nonsense", said the perfume. "You underestimate my value, as you quite clearly know nothing about rare flowers".
The items of the bathroom got even more curious, trying to guess the flower. No matter how hard they tried though, and as the perfume wouldn’t tell them, they couldn’t come to a conclusion. They even searched in books and magazines, unable to find anything that could possibly even remind them of the intense smell that had filled the room. Things got really bad when they realized the housewife kept spraying herself with it each and every night just before she went out, the stench beginning to cover the walls of the bathroom.
One day, however, she brought a mature apple with her, which she forgot on the sink. When a few days passed and the apple started smelling of rot, the items realized what the perfume’s scent reminded them. “The perfume smells of… rotten apple!”, the toilet paper exclaimed with enthusiasm, then every item in the room burst into laughter as they confirmed that the perfume indeed had a very similar smell.
"As I have already told you, you clearly have no taste for fine smells!", the perfume boasted one more time, denying everything. The housewife then entered the bathroom again, and was really troubled to see the rotten apple placed next to the perfume. As soon as she smelled both, she angrily threw them in the garbage bin and then took the trash out so as to get rid of the foul smell.
“What a fool was I to spend a fortune on a perfume that smells like… rotten apple!”, she said as she closed the door. Ever since that time, the perfume, being no longer able to boast about its high price, gets along fine with the rotten apple in the trash bin outside....