I Really Only Hug Dogs & Fridays

Nothing makes me cringe more than when you’re in a social setting and someone comes in for the hug or worse, kiss.

Time both seems to speed up and slow down. I try to put my best resting bitch face on so they know not to even breathe in my direction but it doesn’t always work.

You stand there trying to will yourself not to be awkward so it is over quickly, while simultaneously talking yourself out of tripping them or pushing them out of the way (both totally valid reactions).

I have Labradors. There is absolutely no need for me to hug people. Ever.

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