Everyone has those quirks that make them unique.
One of my (many) quirks is the fact that I hate it when people touch my face (or hair). When I was little, I used to throw fits every time my mom tried to do my hair for school.
Now that I’m an adult, I actively avoid any activity that involves anyone touching my face or hair… aside from my yearly trip to the barber.
We had passed this tiny, one-room barber shop half a dozen times before deciding to try it out. I ended up having a fantastic time – and I couldn’t get over the fact that she gave me a bag of seaweed flavored potato chips as a “present” for my haircut.