THE BRO CODE
LOST IN TRANSLATION
I sweat bullets when I have to greet a bro because I can never predict what they’re about to do.
“Oh he’s extending his hand. Is that a high five? Wait no that’s too low. Should I pound that? No that would make a turkey. Hold on I think it’s a handshake. No that’s too formal. Oh I know! It’s…”
Of course, being distracted with so many options + slow response time + approaching in the slightly wrong angle and next thing I know we’re awkwardly hugging, cheek to cheek.
“Let’s pretend that never happened” I said nonchalantly as I unpeeled myself from the clearly shocked victim and click clacked my way out of a very awkward situation.
I hope this little anecdote would encourage people to amend the bro code for standardized greetings. Or better yet, next time yellow out what you’re about to do to me so we can both avoid unnecessary skin contact.