Kind of carrying on the same topic as "stall choices", I am also a little mystified when I take a seat at the airport, or anywhere else with mass seating accommodations, and some sweet soul feels the need to pop a squat next to me.
Never you mind that there are 100 other seats available....heck, the personal-space-invader could have an entire row...but no...they choose to sidle up next to me. Why?
In Brasil if you choose a seat away from someone at a cafeteria or something, it can be considered rude, so sometimes you end up with a new friend at lunch.
Maybe all these people that have bugged you are Brasilians?
That happens to me every single time I ride the bus, trax or the T in Boston. I get creepy drug addicts, guys that just left their baby momma, or men that keep rubbing their butts. Awkward.
haha.. You said "space invader"!
Cuz you are so darn cute!
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