Even at my gropiest, hugging on the day job was always verboten. And my off hours gropiness was pretty touchy feely. But I made sure to ask spousal permission.
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You hug-a-phobes have got all kinds of personal space issues.
I prefer to think of it as having personal space.
You hug-a-phobes have got all kinds of personal space issues.
Hells yeah. In related news, apparently Australia now boasts the largest average dwelling size in the world. My personal space, let me show you it. From a comfortable distance.
You hug-a-phobes have got all kinds of personal space issues.
Oh hells yes. It is a constant joke in my department how I involuntarily back away in my chair until I hit a wall. In my own office. It's maybe 10X10. Can't handle anyone beyond half of that before I hit a wall. My bubble, she is huge.
I suspect Yankees and dour Scandanvians.
I'm a Yankee!
Hugging at work for me was always sort of a given -- authors meet you and want to hug, most of the time. But for the most part, I'm perfectly happy to keep it to a nod of the head in a professional space.
I like to shake hands!
I like to glare.
I guess to be accurate I asked wifely permission. I suppose there could have been husbands who minded if I copped a feel but I was biased like that.
People hug at work?
That's just wrong.
Has anyone else seen the odd CBS Cares TV spot where the dude advocates doing "something special for your woman this holiday season" and then says, "Schedule her pap smear."
I mean, really?