To Share Or Not To Share
I am such a germ-o-phobe and that is why I will not let you drink out of my cup or straw or I will not let you eat off of my fork or spoon. I don’t even let my own kids do it. I will pour you some in another cup or I will give you some on a separate plate. Don’t ask me if you can have a bite, but I will break you off a piece. One day the hubby and I went out for a bite to eat and me being the kind person I am, I offered him some of my burger. He said, “Sure”. As I was just about to break him off a piece, he said, “I don’t want a piece babe, just give me a bite”. Okay, he knows me better than that (or so I thought). Anyway, against my rules and better judgement, I attempted to pass him my burger. It felt like my brain was working against my hand because I couldn’t move. All the alarms in my head went off and all the bells and whistles were warning me to stop right there. But, nooooo, as I struggle to get it to him, he reaches for my hand, pulls it towards him and takes this massive bite. My mistake was watching and I’ll never forget. As he sunk his teeth in and pulled away, a long strand of saliva was attached to my burger and his lip. Look away!!! Look away!!! I couldn’t. I just stared at this gross tether between the two and my stomach immediately starts to turn. Suddenly, I’m not hungry any more. He seen the look on my face then noticed what I was staring at in horror. He tried to slurp it, which made it even more disgusting and at that point, I told him to just keep it. There was no way I was going to be able to enjoy that burger now. *shivers just thinking about it*
What about you? Does it bother you, or not so much? Sound off.