Only when my hands are dirty. Then I will wipe my hand on my jeans, look at it and hold it out so the person with hand out can see why I don’t want to shake.
I’m a biker, and we are a little strange, so that means that instead of shaking hands, we will hug. If my hands are oily, my clothes probably are as well. No matter, I’ll give him or her a hand free hug while not worrying about getting oil on his clothes.
I’ve refused handshakes before, but it’s been something like 20 years. It was in church when they did that stupid “stand up and greet everyone around you” thing and I just was at a time in my life where I just didn’t like that sort of thing. Probably a big part of why I stopped regularly attending church.
That said, I still absolutely hate shaking hands and really wish we could replace it with fist bumps or something. It’s unsanitary and intrusively personal, yet if you don’t do it you’re a jerk or a weirdo.
Very civil, I am pretty much the same. But then again, my Mum didn’t raise a little savage
I have enough joint pain that I really dislike being touched by people anyway, and having to juggle crutches makes a decent excuse for not shaking, and wearing wheelchair gloves seems to turn most people off of shaking [maybe wheelchairs are contagious?:p]
I don’t recall ever refusing to shake someone’s hand in a working or social situation. I like that namaste idea. Even if I am not fond of someone at least the spirit in me can acknowledge the spirit in you. Unsavory though it may be. Heh.
The most challenging handshake for me was with with a client with phocomelia, meaning that he had no arms and his hands grew directly out of his shoulders. He was an angry young man with a defiant stare and at the end of an interview we stood and he turned his body sideways and offered his mishapen hand to indicate he expected me to take it.
It took me by surprise because it was unusual for our clientele to be handshakers by nature. And I was unsure exactly how the “shaking” part would work or how delicate his hand might be.
If I could have read his mind my guess is he would have been thinking, “Alright. If you’re going to be working with me you’re going to have to prove to me that you don’t find me untouchable.”
I gently held his hand for a moment. That broke the ice some for both of us. I was new and it was an awkward situation. After that I touched a number of people during my working life that I never thought I would have found myself in the same room with. Sometimes the situation just called for it.
Now, during flu season I’d just rather not shake anybody’s hands and am a frequent handwasher. Fortunately most everyone I hang out with these days is a hugger!
Years ago I was working at a reception for cartoonist Gary Larson. The organizers had put up signs, presumably at his request, saying, “Please do not approach Mister Larson or attempt to shake his hand.”
Now and then. I have the bad luck to cross paths with some basic scum of the universe now and then and I just won’t shake their hands. Or even acknowledge them if I can avoid it.
Eeeeewwwww…no. Just no. Even if he were my type (i.e. possessing a vagina).
Yeah, but that was just a matter of basic safety. You could easily lose a limb if you disturb a cartoonist unnecessarily. They tend to be vicious and easily startled.
The only time I declined a handshake was when I was rushing to the bathroom with a tampon hidden in my right hand (no pockets) and I ran into a new guy at the office who introduced himself and extended his hand…I was all, “Umm…I’ll be right back…”
One time I was with my teenaged niece and nephew at the mall and saw an acquaintance. I introduced my nephew and the friend extended his hand - my nephew had a bad cold so he said “I have a bad cold - but I will give you props” and offered a fist-bump.
You can’t just post that and not expect to be questioned! What was he like? Was he weird (other than the handshake thing). Was he nice to his fans generally?
Heh, I actually do it all the time (but not because of the other person, because of me.)
Typically it’s when a manager-type is touring people through our labs. When I’m working in the lab, I typically wear nitrile gloves. This gives me mild hyperhidrosis - as in, my hands get sweaty as hell, to the point where when I take the gloves off there’s a gross amount of sweat inside (enough to pool and make a real splash if I were to let them drain on the lab floor.)
So if it’s a lab situation and I’ve been wearing gloves for more than 15 minutes, I’ll make an excuse (“Oh, I’d love to shake your hand but I’m all contaminated from the lab right now.”)
/can’t shake hands with gloves on, that’s rude, plus the gloves probably do have chemical residue
//can’t just pull them off, hands are soaked with sweat
///A polite apology and friendly nod seems to get the job done.
So let’s set aside crossdressers, if we define them hamfistedly in the common parlance of a guy who male-identifies but dresses as a different gender…would you willingly shake hands with a known transsexual woman?
I would go by gender they lived as. Within my own culture true transsexuals as opposed to say female impersonators are viewed as people who by a birth defect were born as the wrong gender and it would be cruel to taunt them over this.
I had a obsessive co-worker who would want to shake my hand every time I saw him. Sometimes I would go days w/o seeing him, sometimes 3 or 4 times a day.
I finally told him that I didn’t want to shake his hand every time I saw him.