People wonder why I sometimes I don't seem to want to make eye contact, ever since I was a little kid. Oh they've come up with theories like "he's shy" or "he's done something wrong" and a host of psychiatric and psychological "problems".
In reality, it was none of those things... the reason for my occassional aloofness is simple.... funky breath. That's it....
Seriously, some people walk around with a mouth that smells like an open septic tank and they don't really seem to give a damn as they talk to me, mere inches from my face and I really have to concentrate on not passing out or just gagging, hell depending on who the person is, I just back the hell away from them.
Ever since I became aware that the human mouth can be "stinky" (about 6 years old) I've always been concious of my own oral hygiene and I took my brushing more seriously... plus, my kindergarten 'sweetheart' telling me that my breath reeked was excellent motivation as well.
I always have a pack of gum on me and I usually even take a tooth brush and toothpaste to work with me as well.
Sometimes however, I don't have either of those at my disposal and inevitably I have to interact with someone when my breath isn't its freshess and my only defense to avoid any embarassing incidents is to avoid any close face to face contact.
Some may consider it rude, but I'll tell you what's rude.... getting hit square in the face with category 5 ass breath.
I would rather talk to the back of someone's head than go through that ordeal and I wouldn't be offended if they held the same sentiment with me, I'm usually straight forward with people if I'm stinky and ask for a piece of gum... it's not that hard.
So if you know me and you've seen be demonstrated this "avoidance behavior" with you or someone else, put down your 'Psychiatry for Dummies' book and pop a couple of tic tacs.
come on, people.
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