While out of town for a client meeting, I left my car at work for 3 nights. I came home to graffiti of the worst kind thanks to one coworker. I guess this is better than the other pranks he had planned for my car.
Client meetings are usually hug-a-thons at the start and finish. This go around was different. One hug at the beginning upon arrival. And one hug, from a different person, upon departure. Both were one armed, pat the back hugs.
As I enter day 7 of month 2 or day 38 for those of you not doing math, I'm up to 14 hugs. Actually, make that 15 hugs. I did get an unexpected face full of armpit when I was hugged by surprise on Super Bowl Sunday. Speaking of bad at math, I thought for sure I was on hugs 21-23. After some quick calculations, I overestimated my hugging activity, a mere 15 hugs it is.
I blame this on 2 things.
1. It's winter, it's cold, and I don't get out much. And when I do get out, I'm so bundled up I can't move my arms enough to hug someone even if I wanted to. It'd be more of a coat covered chest bump.
2. The thought of becoming a hugger was much more exciting at the beginning of this project. I have since remembered why I never liked hugging to begin with.
A goal is a goal though. By day 365, I will be able to hug without a cringe on my face.
Ha, your colleagues sure are funny! They wouldn't tease you like that if they didn't support your goals!
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