Please o, can someone please help explain to me why our people don't get the concept of personal space?!?!?! I mean, you go to a store and you're trying to stand in line, but the person behind you feels the need to rub their skin with yours. Why? You go out, meet a cute hunk, and dude feels the need to let you know what he ate for lunch in 1996 (yup, that's how close to you he's standing). Or you go to bank, and your fellow account holders have decided that they want to know your account balances and statements.
But why? Por que? Per che? Mais pourquoi?
I'm not saying you need to stand in Jerusalem to have a conversation with me, or there has to be 6 feet of space between people standing in line, but ugggh, I don't like my skin rubbing other people's skin. If we're not hugging or holding each other, why is your skin on mine and why can I smell/feel your breath?!?!?!
I TOTALLY agree with you on this. It is almost impossible if you live in London and have to take the underground, its almost as if when you go underground personal space does not exist ARRGGGH! You have people holding on to railing with their armpits in your face and no remorse or people reading your text messages with you. So annoying but cracks me up!
ReplyDelete*gasp* @ strangers reading your text messages with you!!!
DeleteMy dear, this particular behaviour gets to me. I call it the 'facemeifaceyou' mentality.
ReplyDeleteIt is most annoying. Standing behind me in a queue and acting like you want to enter into me never guarantees the line would move faster than it is already moving. Seating in a bus with total strangers and deciding until there is body contact you would not be comfortable is so so infuriating.
I don't understand why they must touch you. *shudders*
DeleteHAHAHAHHAHA YOU WON'T KILL SOMEONE OO
ReplyDeleteLol, but it's true :p
DeleteHaha!! Too funny. But I feel you. And if u say anything they'll start looking at you like you're crazy.
ReplyDeleteI know!
DeleteBerry, you're so right! Especially in the bus, some men sit as if they are in the bedroom, leaning their thighs on total strangers while stretching their arms as if to hug.
ReplyDeleteLooool, I knowww! I don't like feeling a strange man's thighs pushing against me.
DeleteI also do not understand those who come so close to you at the till/paypoint in the supermarket. Especially if you are paying for a lot and they have just one item, E.g One close up toothpaste or one bar of dettol soap or one bottle of lacasera...lol; they come so close to you to get your attention (not saying anything, their breath or BO usually does the talking) so you let them go ahead of you.
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Or those who would just not
LOL, why won't they just ask? It's not that big a deal. The worst answer is No.
DeleteI love your drawing. But I feel you jare. People get "THE LOOK" from me and that is usually enough to get my point across. But some people straight up don't care and it's ugggh
ReplyDeleteYeah, Nigerians will not understand THE LOOK so what's the point?
DeleteI hate it!!!!
ReplyDeleteThere's a long line of us
DeleteWell, don't stand too close to me in that line. Lol.
DeleteHehe, I shan't.
DeleteI love the 'you will never eat cake in your life again' line. It adds humour to a serious matter, lol.
ReplyDeleteHehe :D
DeleteHear hear! I like your accompanying illustration too. On a related note, nosy people have been bugging me a lot this week: I've had two colleagues come to my workstation to ask me a question, then start reading what's on my computer screen, or reading the papers on my desk—so annoying!
ReplyDeleteThat happens to me too! UGGHH!!
DeleteOh I feel you on that one!
Delete"Oh, is that your boyfriend? He's so cute! My boyfriend and I are planning a trip to the Mall of America. So this was how it went..."
At this point I just pray something/someone causes a distraction. lol
Choi. Only Berry can smell people's breath from 1996 and know what they had for lunch. Marriage is giving you super powers, eh? Lol :D
ReplyDeleteYes ma'am
DeleteOMG it's so bad in nigeria with the heat and clammy sweaty skin and someone leaning on you.. eeek... I'm constantly telling people "please don't touch me" or "not so close please" and they look at me all weird.. My 1st comment. Followed you from African Naturalista and read your entire blog in 1day(love it)
ReplyDeleteAwwwww, thank you so much!
DeleteAnd yes, they look at you like you have horns growing out of your head