Friday, October 10th, 2014 10:38 pm
for flowerbeds are like conversational death traps
Personal and cultural awareness thought, via FFA:
I'm trying to decide if I'm Person Who Falls Into Flowerbed or Person Who Pursues Person Into Flowerbed and it's a toss-up. I think I would be Falls-Into-Flowerbed, but social anxiety can and does nail me into position every so often (it's random) where an earthquake wouldn't move me and you might crawl in my lap (not that I'm against this) and I won't move to save my life.
I'm also from the South, so I'm used to small space interaction to the point I have no idea if I naturally like it only that my body automatically assumes that position and God help me. The South (or Texas) also has the time-honored tradition of gossiping at the correct decibel so the person beside you (ie Gossip Subject) cannot hear, so there's that.
Currently, I'm breaking into hysterical laughter at the idea of watching this in action at this hotel. It's like everyone's in an unwitting horror movie lead-up, and half of them don't realize they're Michael Meyers slow-stalking the person who has no idea they're the latest victim until flowerbed dive.
So are you Flowerbed Michael Meyers or Flowerbed Victim One (or are you the Flowerbed of Retreat??????)? It's Friday and I literally cannot think of anything more useful to do with my time than get an answer to this pressing question.
I was a cultural awareness class (nothing to do with Poles specifically) that had an example of the 'spaces' differences leading people awry. There was a hotel that had people constantly falling into their flower beds, till they investigated some and found out that it apparently occurred when persons accustomed to wide space interaction and persons accustomed to small space interaction met. The wide space people backed away to get more space and the small space people kept following to maintain the close connect. Eventually the wide space people ended up in the flower beds. - Nonny, FFA
I'm trying to decide if I'm Person Who Falls Into Flowerbed or Person Who Pursues Person Into Flowerbed and it's a toss-up. I think I would be Falls-Into-Flowerbed, but social anxiety can and does nail me into position every so often (it's random) where an earthquake wouldn't move me and you might crawl in my lap (not that I'm against this) and I won't move to save my life.
I'm also from the South, so I'm used to small space interaction to the point I have no idea if I naturally like it only that my body automatically assumes that position and God help me. The South (or Texas) also has the time-honored tradition of gossiping at the correct decibel so the person beside you (ie Gossip Subject) cannot hear, so there's that.
Currently, I'm breaking into hysterical laughter at the idea of watching this in action at this hotel. It's like everyone's in an unwitting horror movie lead-up, and half of them don't realize they're Michael Meyers slow-stalking the person who has no idea they're the latest victim until flowerbed dive.
So are you Flowerbed Michael Meyers or Flowerbed Victim One (or are you the Flowerbed of Retreat??????)? It's Friday and I literally cannot think of anything more useful to do with my time than get an answer to this pressing question.
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From:Yes...
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From:In high school, while running in place in Gym Class [this is my story and i'm sticking to it], I tripped and fell backward over a "balance beam" that was sitting out. I did something amazing to my ankle, and I was in a cast for four months. I am sure if there is a low ornamental wall no higher than eight inches around this flower bed, I can repeat that triumph.
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From:I mean mostly I don't back off, but I also don't pursue people because wtf. And depending on who was doing the personal space pursuing, yeah, I might fall into the flowerbed.
Though more likely I'd just dodge and get the hell out of there at a quick march. (Remind me to tell you about that time I literally ran the fuck away from someone at a con, if I haven't already. I am quick as fuck and reasonably good at dodging.)
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From:I didn't think of that.
I do have a coworker who is deaf in her left ear and uses a hearing aid there only when needed (most of the time it's turned off unless she needs it on for a reason). However, it's basically something I don't think anyone really thinks about anymore, just when we need to talk to her, approach on the right and get her attention first before talking so she can focus on us. Generally, by habit, we stick very close to her until the conversation is over completely (ie, no talking while walking away or across the cubicle farm).
I completely didn't consider that as another factor in small versus wide space people.
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From:I'm also from the South, so I'm used to small space interaction to the point I have no idea if I naturally like it only that my body automatically assumes that position and God help me.
Hee! Regionalism makes it all relative. Like the difference between a "slow" talker and a "fast" talker in the South versus in New York.
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From:I suspect I would be a flower bed diver. More than once I've had to verbally ("Could you please back up a step or two; you're looming and I don't like it.") or physically ("Oops, sorry for putting my elbow in your solar plexus, I didn't realize you were that close.") get people to back off.
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From:Hee! Regionalism makes it all relative. Like the difference between a "slow" talker and a "fast" talker in the South versus in New York.
Me, my sisters, and Child speak our own language according ot people who know us when it comes to speed. Apparently we lose all the consonants when we really get going.
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From:I just broke into laughter imagining you grimly stepping over the flowerbed edging deliberately and staring at the uncomprehending speaker before escaping. Thank you.
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From:http://fail-fandomanon.dreamwidth.org/107140.html?thread=536976516#cmt536976516
LOLing!!!
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From:I love FFA's threads.
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From:What really drives me bananas is people who want to be standing at an angle to me, instead of facing me, while we're talking. Like, I want us to be like this: | |, but they seem to think we should be like this: \ /.
So I keep turning to face them: //
And they keep turning further away: /_
And we end up turning in circles. ARGH. Why won't you stand still and look at me while you're talking to me?
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From:Comment: http://seperis.livejournal.com/1007503.html?thread=26918799#t26918799 (last one in that entry)
Now I have imagines of people just barely avoiding the flowerbed while performing a small localized rotation. Thank you. This has made my night.
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From:This is hugely frustrating for me because I am in a wheelchair; trying to hold a conversation with someone who is standing beside me and maintain some degree of eye contact is a shortcut to a cricked neck. But when I move to face them, they immediately start scootching around toward the side again....
I saw a PBS show a number of years ago where they were studying how two guys position themselves for a personal conversation, vs. how two gals do. The guys tended to sit next to and angled towards each other; the gals tended to sit directly facing each other. The degree of intimacy of the conversations were about equivalent, but the guys just did not like sitting face-to-face. I do seem to notice this happening more often with men than with women, but I'm not sure if it's just that I notice it more, or if it really does happen more. Have you noticed anything similar?
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From:In open public areas with uncertain circumstances (I see people getting arrested by police on the mall on a fairly regular basis, as an example of the stress level I'm talking about) while I myself am talking with somebody I know fairly well, I will stand at an open angle to my friend, looking past one of their shoulders, while expecting them to watch past my near shoulder. If I see an eye tracking movement from my friend, I know I need to swing around and get a better look. The open angle is to allow me to swing around and move quickly.
If we were standing near a wall, we would be positioned facing outward, and watching sideways past one another.
This is just basic defensive awareness behavior 101.
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From:That sounds quite comfortable to me! Hee!
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