Get Away from Me, You Pervert!
Have you ever observed other people when they talk? Not counting romantic encounters between people, of course. I am talking about strangers or near-strangers talking to each other; especially when one or both are foreign.
One would seem to be getting closer and closer whereas the other seem to be shrinking more and more in his/her seat, trying to get further and further away. It looks a lot like a dance. A very awkward one.
That is a classic example of how variable each person’s personal space is.
Personal space is that area around you. Imagine a little (or big) square around your body where no one is suppose to enter because if someone does, it would be uncomfortable. Or, you’d think he/she is up to no good. It’s an imagined boundary that you have set. A distance that is defined depending on your culture and/or personal predilection.
In comparison, Americans have a bigger personal space compared to, say, the Italians or the Czechs.
When you find yourself feeling trapped and claustrophobic, think again. He/she is not a pervert nor is she/he ready to pucker up for a kiss. It probably is just an issue about your differences in personal space.
[photo credits: artshole]
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