My buddy Jai Cunningham is one of my faves to walk in and see in the morning. He's so friendly and upbeat.
I gave him a huuuuge bear hug one day. As much affection as I could muster.
"Ooooooooouch," he complained (with a smile.)
"What? What'd I do?" I exclaimed.
He showed me a massive contusion on his side. It was dark purple and as large as his palm.
He got it playing softball, hit with a ball throw in from the outfield. "It's actually kind of going away. I'm supernatural that way," he bragged. "But... it still hurts if you put all the pressure in your body on it."
Sorry... I meant well. Perhaps I need to limit my enthusiasm to a Good Morning high five!