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Connecting => Miscellaneous => Topic started by: glocke on February 14, 2008, 10:05:16 AM
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Not sure about the rest of you guys, but nothing bothers me more than a feeble, wimpy handshake, the kind where someone just kind of loosley grabs your fingers...I got one of those last night from a guitar player I jammed with for the first time...
Anyone else share this pet peeve?
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Yep, I certainly share that one with you. My internal alarm bell starts ringing when I don't get a firm hand-shake; not sure why.
Ellery (Lowlife)
(Message edited by lowlife on February 14, 2008)
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yeah, it sets off an alarm for me also...I either take it to mean they dont think enough of you to give you a real handshake, or as some kind of character flaw on their part.
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I understand that but I also hate those kind of... SHE'S MINE AND TO PROVE SHE IS WITH ME NOW LET ME TO SHOW YOU THAT I CAN BREAK YOUR FLIPPING FINGERS!!!!!!: handshake that you get when you meet the new boyfriend of an ex or close female friend lol.
Handshakes really say so much....
Jazzyvee
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You got that right, Jazzy. Unfortunately, I generally would LIKE to make the guy fear for his fingers, no matter whether she's mine or she's his. Call it insecurity or overactive competitive instincts on my part. But the ability to cripple with your right hand grip is a fringe benefit of the dark side down here on the low end... (Makes twist top bottles easier to deal with, too) (LOL)
Bill (the jerk)
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Gregory,
same with me.
I hate wimpy handshakes.....
Oliver (Spyderman)
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so I hate to think what you guys think about guys that want to give you a manly hug !!!!!
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I judge that there is a difference between a manly hug and a bear hug, so for me, as long as they don't try to squeeze the life out of me, hugs are fine.
Ellery (Lowlife)
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Personally, Im not really into the whole hug thing. I know guys that like to give other guys a friendly beer hug, nothing wrong with it, just not my thing, but than again I dont really like being touched (unless of course it is a female)....
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Hi Guys.
Perspective from, (dramatic pause)... 'The Other Side'. ;)
I not only hate it, but it really pisses me off when some 'bozo/maroon', who's more often than not imbibed a couple or three, congratulates me for putting on such a fine performance and you sure know how to play that bass etc, etc with a 'hearty' handshake. My hands aren't that small and certainly not weak from playing bass for as long as I have but, it can f'ing hurt! My hands are my profession and an enthusiastic 'great performance' or a nice to meet you 'hearty' handshake is BS from my perspective of being from, (another dramatic pause...) 'The Other Side'. ;)
This 'principle/concept' also applies to the 'bear hug'/greeting hug'. Someone comes along and gives me a 'lift me up off the ground' hug is a real 'pisser'. Needless to say, the nice 'greeting' hug is the much preferred approach.
Now with regards to the 'macho/manly' aspect of the handshake being a judgement of character/competitive 'instinct' thingy...I can only shake my head and say 'Dudes...' ;)
Best Regards,
Kimberly
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Sounds like someone needs a hug...
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Bob,
Lol! :D
Kimberly
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From the guitarist's point of view:
I have to agree with Kimberly -
I would never vice grip anyone, nor would I want anyone to do it to my fingers, cuz it can ruin a perfectly warmed up hand and spoil the night's performance. Glocke, aside from being a man's man kind of hand shake (hot 4 U?), maybe your guitarist friend was just respecting your talented fingers and restraining so not to hurt them. But still skeevy in a Peewee Herman kind of way!
Kris
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I always felt that a wimpy handshake was that persons way of saying that they were ready and willing to be dominated by you, a non verbal invitation. Thats why it's so unnerving. The opposite goes for the ultra firm handshake. There is no excuse for either one.
Unless you have some sort of nerve/muscle disorder, it's quite easy to give a firm handshake, that is neither painful or submissive.
Peace, JBY
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bumping fists is the new thing ......hands can contain too many germs/bacteria these days!
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I, too, hate a wimpy handshake, especially a finger shake. In my boyhood I was actually given lessons on how to shake hands: thumb webs touching; wrap around the palm, not the fingers; close firmly w/out squeezing; 1 or 2 pumps, break. Still works for me - though the fist bump is cool, too, and if you're worried about damage, the old-school thimbs-up soul shake works well - or you could just go all Saxon on them and grab elbows! (now THATS manly!)
Peter
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Oh yes, I fondly remember the good ol' days before hands were full or germs. Must be the results of Global Hand Warming! (And how did I ever survive riding my bike without a helmet when I was a kid?)
BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!
Bill, tgo
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whimpy- i will gladly pay you tuesday for a hamburger today,,,,,,,,,,
is this like a whimpy milkshake?
i have a good friend who shakes like a overcooked piece of spaghetti
scares me- i think he might be dead....
i stopped shaking his hand
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Good one Flax. I like it so much I'd like to change my user name to whimpy.
Ellery (Lowlife)
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Heh I totally am a fist blaster instead of shaking hands. Germaphobe me!
I did that to the owner of a studio I was recording at last Friday. He had held out his hand to shake and I did the fist and said blast me. He looked really confused and said I don't know what to do with that and proceeded to put his hand over my fist, and shook it. Truly a moment!
But when I do shake hands, the weak grip throws me off every time. I like to give firm, but not crushing!
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I was taught to shake hands properly and look someone right in the eye when I was 3, but I guess it is a Southern thang Colin
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I really hate namedropping but this discussion merits this story. The first time I met John Entwistle, I gave him a harty, manly handshake. I'm no bone-crusher but had been taught as Colin was. Anyway, John winced and recoiled at my grip, which really wasn't hard at all. Man, I felt terrible. (Good grief, I've just injured my idol, broken his hand? pissed him off??!!!! Heck of a start, huh? ) Needless to say, at subsequent meetings, I was a bit more tender with my handshake with John. I guess it really goes both ways. I've come to realize that when you feel the slighest collapse of someone's hand, it's time to ease up.
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I think I'll get on that wimpy-handshake-hating train, lol! It feels like a dead frog...
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Wimpy handhakes can be weird, but I really hate having my hand crushed as I get off stage by some enthusiastic person who thinks they showing be how much they appreciate me. For a while I refused to shake hands because of this. I make my living with my hands. I don't need them to suffer any more than they do (after injuries like being hit on the wrist by a bottle at a gig and having my windshield of my car smashed into my hand by a porta pottie).
Edwin
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Edwin,
Don't just drop something like, having my windshield of my car smashed into my hand by a porta pottie, and offer no explanation.
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Edwin,
Someone threw a porta pottie at your windshield??
I don't think I'd want to play that venue anymore... EVER!
Mike
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Ok, ok. Short version: I was coming back into Boulder from Nederland, which is a town at around 8500 feet maybe 20 miles west of here. The road which comes down the canyon is a two lane road that follows a creek with no guard rail. At the end of the night of my gig, I was telling all my bandmates how my '83 Subaru was the best car for a musician in Colorado. It holds tons of gear and will go anywhere (that one had the 4WD Low setting, you could almost climb trees with it). So, I was driving down the canyon with a glow of self satisfaction at how awesome my Subaru was and reached about 2/3rds of the way down. All of a sudden, all I saw was green, as a huge monster pickup truck was driving 60 mph up the canyon pulling a trailer of porta potties that had been used for the Boulder Creek Festival. The way the trailer works is that each porta pottie has holes at the bottom and when you put them into the trailer frame, you can lock down the whole line of them (3 in a line and there are two lines) with a pin that runs through the holes. Well, they missed the holes with the inner pin, and when they went around a corner the outer pin acted as a hinge and the porta pottie laid down into my grill and then flew into the windshield, sending part of it into my hand, which was at the top of the steering wheel. Since it was still connected to the trailer, part of it bashed in my door and hit my knee, which was braced against the door to make the turn. I was going 30 mph and they were going 60 or so (severely breaking the speed limit) so the combined impact was close to 100mph. My first thought was, it's not so bad, I'll just roll the window down and drive home! Within two seconds, it was obvious I was going nowhere as the radiator was busted and I was covered with glass. They did stop and come back, but instead of asking if I was OK, they said, what happened to the other one? It was a pretty harrowing experience. It gave me porta-phobia!
Edwin
PS I still love me a Subaru!
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Wow!!!
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Edwin:
A really crappy story! hehehehe
Bill, tgo
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Edwin, I bet the usual response you get when you tell this story is, NO S**T?! LOL
Olie
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Those Subarus are really Johnny-on-the-spot.
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I almost died on the road from Nederland to Boulder when I hit a muley with my 1984 VW gti and about half of it came through the windshield. I loved that car and I quartered out the deer and ate it. Colin
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Are you suggesting I should have done the same with the porta-pottie?????
Edwin
PS A 17 year old kid just did die on that road. He had a heart transplant in 1996 and it gave out. A sad story.
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I'll have to check my satnav, but I didn't know there was a road going all the way from my home country, across England and the Atlantic, all the way to Boulder CO.
(Message edited by adriaan on February 28, 2008)
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Adriaan,
Yes there is, but there are no comfort stops. Hence Edwin's rolling sanitary facilities.
Mike
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Edwin mentioned 8500 feet elevation - that's 8500 above average for the country with the wet feet, and 7500 higher than its highest peak.
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I think it's probably 9500 feet above the Netherlands!
:-)
A country to which I can't wait to return.
Edwin (not the Dutch one).