Hmmmm, I wonder why? Some hypnotic trigger buried in the human brain?
I’m disturbingly reminded of a snake hypnotizing its prey for some reason.
That could be it. Cobras do it best, it seems, the feeling is one of ‘I’m going to faint right this second if I don’t turn and run away from this customer’ all the while shaking my head like rat terrier to make the feeling go away.
I’m deeply ashamed I can’t engage that wonderful, loyal customer. But I avoid her as I can’t handle it, and I LOVE aircraft turbulence and rollercoasters, all that. Go figure.