Personally, I think everyone should live in a personal bubble. I like my space. 18 inches is just about right. And when people invade my bubble, well, I tend to get a bit hostile. My shoulders tense, and I kinda feel like giving the intruder a small shove–you know, nothing overly aggressive, just enough to land them on their tails, so that I can run :). But… then then again I’ve been know to hug random strangers too. Which, I totally get, is a contradiction that I have ZERO defense for.
So, when I ran across a pretty funny article on The Washington Post about a case against hugging, I couldn’t help but chuckle. The author wanted to know when it became socially acceptable to by-pass all the rules of getting to know someone and just leaning in and pressing your body against theirs? She even wrote letters to all of her potential offenders, explaining her case. Germs and lack of intimacy were at the top of her list against hugs–she even suggested that studies have shown a fist bump to be the most hygienic greeting {least exchange of germs}. As a result, from now on, I will only be fist bumping people. I cannot wait to see the look on the other suburbanite moms’ faces when I fist bump them at the next PTA meeting. It. Will. Be. My. Finest. Hour.
I agree with the article, hugging it out used to be reserved for intimate occasions. Now, it seems we hug when we meet, we hug when we leave. Hug, hug, hug. What’s a confessed space monger to do? Guess I am going to have to rethink hugging strangers…at least I will always have the fist bump.
~Mavis
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