Reminds me of when I decided it'd be a good opportunity to saddle up next to one of the Security Guards
@ a dive bar I frequent while he ate dinner on his break.
ME: How's it going?
SECURITY GUARD: (chewing) Oh, pretty good.
ME: Listen, I want you to know that I get the whole proper handshake thing now.
SECURITY GUARD: (chewing) What's that?
ME: At first, I couldn't really figure out why you always insisted on shaking my hand properly whenever I reached out to slap your palm & give you dap. I mean, I always shake people's hands properly when I first meet them, then, once a rapport has been set, I usually just give em the slap & dap from then on. It's just what the kids I grew up with did -- well, at my high school anyways...
SECURITY GUARD: (swallowing)...
ME: The kids at a neighboring high school would sometimes give you a slap but then they would, like, put their palm out & meet the knuckles of your dap w/ their open palm, which I always thought was kind of weird, you know...
SECURITY GUARD: Really, it's no--
ME: With your handshaking every time, I was like, "...Okay...maybe he's trying to teach me manners or something. I do come off pretty uncouth." But then I realized...it's because you're at work. (points
@ him then taps own temple) Your bosses are watching you & you don't wanna seem unprofessional. I get it. Shit, I probably wouldn't appreciate it if you came into my office & started giving me dap & shit there, all right by the copiers.
SECURITY GUARD: Don't worry about--
ME: Granted the place I work at is a more corporate environment...I guess all I'm trying to say about the proper handshaking is--
SECURITY GUARD: LOOK, I REALLY DON'T CARE, OKAY?!?!