Don't manhandle your manhandle

This morning a friend of mine posted this article in FB about the Chinese people and their bad habits.
The Chinese are such badly behaving people that the government has issued a little booklet for the citizens in case they forget if it's ok to pick your nose in public or not.

China rule book

Way to go China. These are definitely the problems you need to concentrate on.

Anyways, the article got me thinking about bad habits. What's considered a bad habit in one country might be just fine somewhere else.

Example.

If you yawn in Finland and don't cover your mouth, it's not a big deal. Obviously it's nicer if the others don't need to count the fillings in your teeth every time you feel tired, but still, the only comment you'll get is "go get some sleep".

I'm often tired. So much so that they tell me I was born tired. This means that I yawn a lot, and sometimes I might forget to cover my mouth. Here in Italy there's always someone who tells me that it's awful and that I'm a bad bad girl. Ok, that's fine, I apologize, and when in Rome.... you go along with the Romans or they leave you without pasta.

Still, it amazes me a little that the Italians are so concerned about this yawning thing, and not at all concerned about this other thing that I witness happening every single day.

Yes, I'm talking about manhandling your manhandle. Organizing the package. Playing snooker downstairs. Tickling the meatballs.

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This is something that if you do it in Finland , either you're labeled as someone with a venereal disease or you're sued for indecent exposure. Either way, it's SO not ok. But here in Italy it's an everyday thing. You're having an enjoyable conversation with someone, and just like that, all of a sudden, the hand slips down and gropes the boys downstairs. This might even be accompanied by a little shake of the ass in order to settle things in order again, nice and loose. The person goes on explaining what ever he was explaining like nothing special had happened, even though I'm standing there with my eyes about to pop out.

I was once in a party. There was this dude 10 meters in front of me, talking with another dude. For some reason I was watching these two, when all of a sudden one of them did "the move". And then again. After the third time I decided to see exactly how many times he would do it. In the end, during their conversation that had lasted 5 minutes, he had done it 5 times over the trousers + 1 time inside the trousers. That's 6 times total, more than once a minute. Guinness World Record material I say.

It's not just everyday "blue collar workers" who decide to shake the sausage and the beans. No no. Actually, there's nothing quite like a well groomed man in a nice Armani suit and leather shoes, who has an itch in his crotch and he just doesn't resist the temptation to calm the boys down. The only difference is that maybe he does it in a sophisticated way, maybe even pretending to be cleaning the front area of the pants or indeed taking care of business in the comfort of the inside pockets. The point is still that everybody does it, no matter if you're in a suit or jeans. I guess that's called equality.

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I'm all for having room for maneuver, but this is just too much. I'll stop yawning with my mouth open if you stop manhandling the manhandle. Deal?

Wishing you all a wonderful and itch-free weekend!

PS. It's World Animal Day today, so don't forget to hug your 0-1000 legged friend.