I've been accosted by a hugger. Not just any hugger,either. You see, on Friday afternoons I volunteer at my kid's school. My son's teacher is a very nice older woman. Sweet-blah,blah but insists on a big hug seconds after a cataclysmic coughing spasm.
I am not an overly affectionate person. I'll hug or kiss if the situation calls for it, but in general, I can take it or leave it. I do not suck face with my husband in the grocery store line or even lavish breathless 'I love you's' on the phone. The idea of hugging a germ infested teacher makes me want to shower in Lysol.
I can't hardly refuse this germy gesture of goodwill based on my own puritanical PDA phobia . Perhaps I will fake an injury or illness of my own, thus preventing me from receiving my daily dose of strep-laced affection. This is where the Google school of medicine becomes so very handy!
It's great to see posts from you again! I missed ya!
I just don't get huggy strangers. They must go to conventions with people who inappropriately try to touch a pregnant woman's belly. Ew.
Posted by: stefanierj | January 22, 2006 at 06:41 PM
That's okay, I'm not a major hugger either...glad i'm not the only one! :)
Posted by: Cityslicker mom | February 07, 2006 at 11:14 PM