synchro wrote:
Handshakes are fine, unless the other person gives me the wet-fish, no-grip kind of handshake, which feels gross.
LOL! I hate those, too, but never heard them described quite like that.
With me it's not just the light touches that bother me. I don't like *any* unexpected or prolonged intrusion into my space by people with whom I am not already intimate. At work a few days ago a bunch of us were sitting around the conference table discussing our projects when one of the guys came up behind my chair, put both hands heavily on my shoulders and started praising my work to the group. I just about screamed from the unexpected contact and couldn't wait for him to finish. Last night I was at a dinner and they decided to take a group photo. I tried to make myself as small as possible, but still ended up squeezed between two people, one of whomI really like. I felt like my clothing was on fire. And somehow, after the photo I had no problem giving her a brief hug. The one person who gets to touch me (almost) without consequence is my bf. He likes to tease me by touching me in the one place I told him not to -- my nose. Go figure....
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