As I walked into Wendy's for lunch today (don't judge me - the baby wanted fries), my eye went immediately to the couple at the end of the line. He was giving her a sweet, respectful kiss. And I thought to myself, "Awwww... Love is in the air." How nice that they feel comfortable enough with each other to show affection in public.
I took my place behind them and opened my book. As I was trying to enjoy some Steinbeck, I couldn't help but get distracted. He couldn't keep his hands off her! He was not only holding her hand, but massaging it. He rubbed each individual finger, and then kissed each one, making a juicy, smacking noise each time. Then his hand wandered to her shoulder, down her back, and landed right on her bootie. As they walked forward in line, they did the obnoxious junior high walk where his front is glued to her back, his arms around her waist, and steps are made in sync. What started out as admiration quickly turned into disgust. I just wanted to order my junior bacon cheeseburger without hearing slurping noises.
How do you feel about PDA? Sweet... or vomit-inducing?