Pat Riot

Man I don’t know smiling and splaying arms wide upon introduction. ”I’m a hugger” ”I’m not!” - Extends right arm with open hand indicating a desire to shake hands. Man I don’t know grasps my hand the attempts to pull me in for the proverbial “Man Hug”. I resist by placing left hand on right shoulder of man I don’t know and pushing him away. ”Look Pal, a handshake is good enough. I am sure you understand. If not, not my problem.” This or situations like this have played out in this manner for me a number of times in the past dozen years, so yeah, I do believe this is something fairly new. I do not mind it so much if it is family or someone I have known for a long time, but I definitely do not like it at all with people I do not know. I had a guy in California tell me that I was rude when he tried that and I resisted. I told him “I am what you might call an Extroverted Introvert” and your actions just wiped out my quota of extroversion for the day. It is not my job to feed your ego or need for human interaction. I will shake your hand, but that is it.” He didn’t seem real interested in interacting with me any longer, which didn’t bother me a bit.

I do not like breakfast or any meal or snack in bed. If I am having breakfast in bed it’s because I am in the hospital and immobile. When my daughter was a little girl she made me breakfast in bed for my birthday and on Father’s Day a couple of times. It definitely wasn’t traditional breakfast food. 😆 It was pretty much leftovers microwaved to beyond perfection.

They steal children’s rainbows then steal a word that should not be associated with being self congratulatory about what they do with the genitals and we are supposed to kiss their arses and tolerate their BS? I don’t think so.

Call them. They may credit your account since they missed a day. That is what they will do here. EDIT: By “credit your account” I mean drop a few bucks off your next bill.

Proceed with caution…

Love that photo…and your car

Years ago I was complaining about the heat and humidity in North Carolina. It was in the upper 90’s and very humid I actually said I missed the dry heat of California and this guy that was as red as a beet and all sweaty says “They cook turkeys in dry heat!” I looked at him and said “It appears Turkeys can also cook in hot wet heat.” then went about my business. The next day this guy pops into my office laughing and says “I got your joke on the way to work this morning.”

I am on the right.

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