When I was pregnant, I always found it odd that perfect strangers would come up to me and touch my belly. It drove me crazy. Think about it … someone who you probably wouldn’t even shake hands with is walking up to you and patting your belly. Odd, right? Here I am 12 years later, with my hair just growing back after chemo, and I’m having an out of body experience as perfect strangers are walking up to me and saying, “oh … I love your short hair cut”. As they’re talking, they are rubbing my head as though they are at the carpet store, trying to determine if the carpet is soft enough for their children.
It’s a good thing most strangers don’t know about my surgery …. not sure I’m ready for perfect strangers to be checking out the plastic surgeon’s handy work……………..
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May 28th, 2009 at 3:10 pm
I not only rubbed your head, but I admit I made you show me the new you (well, covered up at least). I love both results- the short, soft hair cut and the surgeon’s handiwork!
May 29th, 2009 at 6:16 am
Hmmm … friends rubbing your head might feel like loving/comforting touches … actual strangers rubbing your head? That scenario sounds like a question for Ms. Manners. I can’t imagine how I would react to that … except for angrily.
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