ossobuco wrote:Gushing, that is a stopper. I do understand it or do sometimes; think it comes from nervousness. Or, excitement. Anyway, I'm sympathetic to both the gusher and gushee.
Squeaking, though, that's really hard. I dealt with a woman associated with my work who must have either come from a squeaky woman family, or had some possible speaking disability. Well, I have a dreadful monotone myself, I'm glad people don't start to snore, so who am I to say, but I tended to want to get away, while being polite.
Turned out she was interesting, I had just had to get past the voice. (Nowhere to go row, in an office...)
Usually she insists on hugging me.
This time I managed to keep the crepe mrytle between us.
Don't get me wrong.....I gladly hug......some people.
I had a great hug with someone yesterday, someone who used to work for the same company as I do, left, now has decided to come back. I had my back to the door when she came in for her group interview, across from my office, and all she said was "chai?"
Didn't need to gush, turning around wasn't the first thing I did.
With my back still turned I said "hey girl" then just stood up and there we were in a hug.
No more needed to be said.
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