Personal space. Invaded.

I work at this largish biotech company, which will remain un-named.

Today we had this all hands...company wide expo/meeting. Anyway...you know how all your friends at work tend to sit together at these things...same thing here.

Altough today something different happened.

So...I was sitting next to a friend, let's call her Joan, she was to my right. She leaves about 15 minutes in, but she told me she'll be back in 20 minutes. Fine. Great. No problems.

I am three seats in from the aisle. Now after Joan leaves...there are two seats open. 5 minutes later, this guy, who runs about 5'7'' and 180 lbs comes in to the row and guess where he sits.

If you are guessing the seat on the aisle...which leaves an empty seat between me ( a stranger ) and him. You would be wrong.

Not only does he sit next to me...he sits right up next to me. Shoulder to shoulder. No space. I am a big guy myself...which wouldn't be that much of a problem, if he weren't a "leg spreader" as well.

So this guy, sits right up next to me...touching...and spreads his legs wide...invading MY leg spreading space. Even though I've already established my borders.

Now I don't know about you, but when I grew up...there was this "every other seat rule" with guys. Unless it was a crowded movie or other crowd impossible situations. There were many seats open.

He chose to invade my borders this day. And you know what? He won. I am all frazzled.