I had a very Larry David incident this week and could use your advice. →[More:] There's a mentally disabled man who spends his days hanging out at the Y where my girly takes swimming and sports classes. He's very friendly and likes to ask everyone who passes when their birthday is. Harmless enough past time.
Recently, however, he's decided that he also needs to tickle people. Now, I hate to be tickled. Seriously hate it. And being tickled by someone I don't know, well, it feels like being assaulted. So I've taken to either avoiding the guy altogether or walking past him as quickly as possible, answering his questions over my shoulder. The staff there are absolutely wonderful people and I can see them staring daggers at me for my perceived rudeness. (more)