Bursting Privacy bubbles
Below 3 feet you're dangerously close to someone. So close that you can almost smell their aftershave, or their breath. If the distance falls below 1 feet, this is called intimate bubble, where only very close people are allowed.
Apparently, in Jordan, people have no consideration to these virtual privacy borders. And often times you'll find people touching you, or hanging dangerously close to you to the point of discomfort.
I had a brush with this realisation today when I was at a bakery waiting for some yummy pastries, where people were seriously in violation of my bubble borders. To the point that would make anyone feel discomfort, I think I might have been the only one annoyed by this.
I'm far from homophobic, but people touching me, or residing very close to me feel stressful, since they activate my extra radars and cause me to be weary of their intentions.
Are they trying to pick my pockets? Are they trying to indecently touch me! And what the hell is that thing stuck too damn close to my back!?
I do realise that people act differently in crowded spaces, and it takes a while to get used to that but nevertheless, I guard my privacy religiously and could just not feel comfortable with anyone breathing -literally- down my neck.
Who knows .... maybe I'll get used to this some day ... but for now ... my Radar is going haywire!