How many times do I have to tell you freaks? I enjoy hugging my close friends and family. I might even be called kinda touch-feely when it comes to people I know well. A touch on the arm or shoulder as we converse is welcome and shows that we are interested in each other, that we are listening. But if I don't know you really well, let's talk without touch. Period.
Our church hired a company to do some roofing work for us this past week and the owner of the business is a wonderful, older, Christian man who was so nice. We got along really well and everything was going just peachy until, as we were sitting and talking, he reached over and cupped his hand over mine that was on my desk. Several other people were there and I know he didn't mean anything weird by it but I instantly quit hearing whatever he was saying and all my focus went to my hand.
"Why is he touching me? Is he going to keep it there? How long should I leave my hand under his? Really, why is he touching me?" All that was running through my head. Later on he even hugged me, just a friendly kinda side-arm thing but it weirded me out. I know I flinched when he did it too and I didn't want to make him feel bad but I couldn't help it.
I know he didn't mean anything by it and probably felt like a bit of a father-figure but as he was leaving he even did what my grandmother used to do to me and he reached up to my cheek and gave a little squeeze with his thumb and fore finger. I felt my hand come up to swat his away and tried to control it by grabbing his hand and shaking it but I don't know how well it worked.
I know, it's just me. The guy is completely normal. I just don't think we will ever hire Sanduskey Roofing again.