I do other things like open doors or hold the door for someone coming in behind me.
I do judge the way people look. And I will walk in a door as far away from someone I think looks disgusting. I never give change to beggars. I will lie and tell them I don't have any money. But I have bought a big thing of water and a sandwoch for this homeless guy around here that I see often. Its hot here and I don't want the guy to diea slow and painful death of dehydration.
I don't hug anyone outside of my children and husband. I don't hug my inlaws, let alone peck them on the cheek. The thought repulses me.
My daughter is beginning to be the same way. It makes me sad at times, then other times I chalk it up to her being an apprehensive six year old. I encourage her to speak when spoken to and have manners. I don't make her talk to strangers though.
I grew up with a mom that was just like this. I suppose that's where it came from.
I don't get offended when someone calls me a snob. I don't particularly like the term "bitch" but oh well. What can you do, whine about it? No.
I guess I made this post to explain myself.