| 6/02/2006 |
SHE'S GOT ISSUES
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While we are on the subject of analyzing my personality. Allow me a few moments to tell you about my bubble. My personal space. The area around me in which I allow or disallow people to enter. Everyone has a bubble. Not everyone's bubble is the same size. My bubble depends on who I am around, as most would.
When I was working at Boys Town in the group home there would be times when all eight boys would need my attention for various issues. They would all crowd around me calling my name. My Hollywood Moment where I would pretend they were star-glazed fans. Typically two of them wanted to go to the gym. Another might need help with his homework. At any given time there'd be a dispute over who had a long time-share of the Play Station. Another might be checking to begin helping with dinner. And there was always at least one person in serious trouble for something.
It was an unwritten rule that if I could swing my arms and hit someone then they were standing too close. It didn't take long to realize the need for and establish that personal rule.
With my co-workers, if we all take the escalator there is an unspoken established pattern to which we get on the elevator. We end up standing on every other step in a staggered formation. Whether intentional or not, we end up that way. That way no one is standing too close. Yet, not far enough away that they can't hear what someone else is saying.
Well this doesn't happen with strangers. There is not that daily routine to establish patterns. Heading out of the building I misjudged the escalator step and ended up standing on the next step up from a gentleman. I had easily and unintentionally placed him in my bubble. To make matter more off-putting a lady stepped on to the step behind me. Either she too misjudged the escalator or has a smaller bubble than I do.
This will occasionally happen at restaurants as well. There are several places where I feel like I know the staff on a first name basis. Which is nice when it comes to service and the occasional perk.
While dining out last night, I knew the waitress on a very superficial level. As she was taking my order she was standing very close to me. Which overall wouldn't have been an issue, normally. This created a problem with 'geography'. When I'd turn to her I was either staring at her stomach. If I turned and looked 'up' at her I was straining my neck to do so and most likely making some pained expression. I could just look up and speak and not look at her at all.
Now... I know there are ways around this. But that is not the point of this post. It's all about the bubble. When it's ok to be in it and when it's not.
Clearly I have issues... |
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I posted this @ 6/02/2006 01:10:00 PM.............Need a link?..........
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