I've been violated and really what could I do but sit there and take it like a good sport. For those of you who ever watched Ally McBeal you know exactly what the wattle is.
I would just like to preface that I hate people touching my wattle and I put this violation of my personal space right up there with being groped.
I had to take my grams to the bank to get some paperwork notarized and as I was leaving her place I stood waiting for the elevator with an elderly gentleman. He stared at me for awhile and then said, "You look just like my cousin." and then proceeded to touch my wattle. Talk about freaking a girl out. I just sat there with a really awkward expression on my face and in my head I was trying to decide what I should do. My grandma was with me and she just made small talk like nothing had happened.
Once we entered the elevator he again told me how I looked exactly like his cousin and then he stroked my cheek. AWKWARD. I was so glad I only had to ride one floor with him and since I can walk faster than he can run I booked it out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened.
My grandma made the comment that he talked more to me in the few minutes we were together than he has ever talked to her in the year that she has known him. I guess he was a POW of WWII and doesn't talk much to anyone.
Since I am fascinated with people's stories and histories and I have this weird obsession with WWII I would really like to talk to him but at the same time I don't think I will just because he kind of creeps me out. Nice guy just no sense of personal space.
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