When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.

When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.

  • southsamurai@sh.itjust.works
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    2 days ago

    Checking people over.

    Used to be a nurse’s assistant, among other jobs. So I have the unnerving habit of eyeballing everyone I know and asking them questions when they show even a hint of difficulty.

    I see something on their arm, I’m likely to be reaching for them before I stop to think to ask permission. Luckily, I don’t do it with strangers because I hate touching or being touched when I don’t know the person, but it gets plenty of eye rolls from the people I do know lol.

    Skin check!

    Oh, I see you holding your belly, when did you last move your bowels?

    Then again, some of them are fine with it.

    My buddy, Spider, the last time he had a big party, he showed up the next day, said he went a little crazy, stood up and whipped out his dick. It was abraded, but otherwise intact and with no signs of infection. And yes, before I could stop myself, I was leaning forward and looking closely.

    Because it was Spider, he wiggled it at me and said, in a squeaky little voice “hello Mr sasquatch, do you want a kees?”

    I love that guy, but I slapped his balls for that one