The Friendly Neighborhood Hobo has gotten too friendly

Ok, it was nice at first to hear "Keep working hard, sister." and "How's your day been?" etc. But the other day my friendly neighborhood hobo (the one who's always outside of CVS) reached his arm out in what seemed like the offering of one of those one-arm-hugs, but evolved into an arm pat as I dodged out of his grasp.

I am not a hug-y person in general. My friends know that it took several months of pretty much daily exposure to them before I became comfortable with exchanging hugs. I am surely not up for a hug from the neighborhood hobo. wtf.