Well, I got e-hugged today! That’s cool… I’ll take it. Thanks Dee!
And those of you who know me, know how ‘huggy’ I am (NOT!). I’m certainly not a cold person, I just like people to keep their hands to themselves. I prefer a handshake for example or even more wonderful… WAVE!
Yes, I have issues, I’m aware of that. But my OCD requires me to strictly adhere to what the voices tell me. And I don’t hug people that I don’t know well. Years ago I had to actually steel myself and get used to hugging acquaintences (and relatives that I don’t know well). I’m NOT undemonstrative! I love my kids and husband and hug/kiss and yes… love bite… but for the general population, I’d prefer we just NOT hug.
I think I am over it (for the most part) and while I don’t really like to hug people (that I don’t know and love), I can fake it pretty well. And I DO hug my friends and mean it!!!!
Funny story (to me, anyway), and it shows how bad it is to mess with me (evil grin, hands rubbing together…): I go to a certain event that features a few maseusses (this is catching on somehow for WHAT I don’t get). The guy maseusse tried to get me to have a massage and I didn’t want one. Well, he figured (WRONG) that if he spontaneously gave me a neck massage I would enjoy it. He is lucky I didn’t kick him because I could take him down cold if I wanted. I was NICE about it the several times he approached me… and even tried to explain that I have touching issues. (I was kind to leave out that if I were to have a massage it would be from a nice looking young man, not a white haired molester-looking guy). He somehow didn’t GET it, despite all this.
Because of his inability to listen, I had to ask the coordinator nicely if “Chester the Molester” could be asked not to touch me. The coordinator was horrified that I would refer to him with that name, but OH WELL, I’m tired of being nice about it. And YES that name stuck. I refer to him as Chester and that is how I now refer to him forever. Unfortunately, I can’t remember his real name and he probably wonders why I call him Chester. Oooops! Did I mention, I have EVERYONE calling him that now?
Let’s see… who shall I hug? I’ll hug Amanda,