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Hate It: Public Displays of Affection

September 22, 2009
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Do you remember that Seinfeld episode that goes like this…

JERRY: Which one you wanna go to shmoopy?

SHEILA: You called me shmoppy. You’re a shmoopy.

JERRY: You’re a shmoopy!

SHEILA: You’re a shmoopy!

JERRY: You’re a shmoopy!

And, then, do you recall the reaction by George…

GEORGE: What is that with the shmoopy?

ELAINE: Ohh!

GEORGE: The shmoopy, shmoopy, shmoopy, shmmopy, shmoopy!

ELAINE: Ohh! Stop it! I know.

GEORGE: I had to listen to a five minute discussion on which one is actually called shmoopy.

Now, all, let’s take some words of wisdom from Seinfeld (the ultimate guide to life in my house)…To all of you PDA loving, shmoopy-calling, lovey-dovey, kissing-smooching couples out there, please STOP.

Maybe it’s the little girl in me who remembers my parents holding hands during Open House Night in 5th grade or the fact that I can clearly remember them sneaking a kiss in the kitchen or cuddling on the sofa, but I have always hated public displays of affection.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Mr. L and I love to show him my affection. But, frankly, I prefer to do it in private!  I just don’t understand, when you’re with a group of friends, is the need to touch one another so urgent that you can’t wait until you are alone? If you must hold hands– fine, but do you have to cross that clear line into awkwardness with kisses, whispers and secret giggles?

I’m sorry, but for me, this is definitely a hate!

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One Comment leave one →
  1. January 13, 2010 6:36 pm

    I SO understand you. I can’t stand it me too. It always get on my nerves.

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