Showing posts with label High-five. Show all posts
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Friday, October 17, 2008

To Kiss or not to Kiss….

I am not a prude.

I hug and kiss my friends. But most of them are girls. The only guy friend I kiss is white.

FYI – I’m not talking about the French kind.

I was shocked…when my boss kissed one of my colleges on the lips for her birthday.

I’m his PA. He has never even said Happy Birthday to me! Just, ‘so its someone’s birthday today hey?’ I was like ‘really?’ I freaked out, I couldn’t look at him (not that he noticed). But then I remembered that he greeted all the other women like that…besides me.

I come from a family who don’t kiss. So when I’m required to kiss older aunties from my cousins family, I can pull it off. But then I get to the older men and then I don’t know what to do…do I kiss or don’t I? The guys my age are defiantly a no-no right? Unless its Eid, and I’m at my coloured/malay side of the family. But if they are Indian, it’s a defiant no. Then again it depends on what type of Indian boy it is. Because some of them hug but don’t kiss. White boys are easier, if you hug them they just take it. Jewish guys, kiss everyone, its their culture, but they go straight for cheek. So when my Jewish friends kiss me, I’m cool cause I know where it is going.

But my ever end is when both parties go right, then left, then right again, until one of them grabs the other and just hugs! And most of the time, I’m the other person who doesn’t know what’s going on in this dance of stupidity.

As a Muslim Half Indian female, I have always been aware of my personal space. So there is very few people I let in there.

That’s why I high-five everyone. It’s stupid. I know it and the other person knows it. Then they laugh, instead of wondering why I don’t know how to hug or kiss them. But seriously my boss just freaked me out!

When did he exchange reason for madness?

*High-five*