It’s not just a simple handshake with me.

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Onward with the story

Shaking my hand must be impossible for other people. Mentally, physically, and emotionally. The experience is clearly a trying one where the shaker must hurdle past human curiosity and general medical concern in order to go in for the kill.

So what is it then?

“Is it a rash?” Nope.

Not a spill. Image credit.
Image credit

Not as simple as it seems

So when they look down, the potential hand shaker needs to rationalize what they are seeing. In a split second they must choose to ask me what they are seeing, choose to go for it, or choose to recoil. I understand all of the options, although I have had some harsh recoils in my day.

The final blow

Where else can you look in this delightful Bermuda Triangle of a handshake? My cleavage. Good luck.

Visually impaired author and adventurer

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