Nothing drives me crazier than people that have no regard for others around them. I can’t count how many times a day I’m driving behind someone and they slowly decelerate to the pace of an old man getting off the bus BEFORE they turn on their signal. Throw your blinker on (but don’t leave it on as you’re driving down the highway, that might be even worse)! Give me the heads up that I need to switch lanes before you begin to crawl down down the lane like a newborn baby in a snowstorm.
Maybe they got a text saying their kitchen sink was spraying orange juice instead of water or maybe they just remembered they left the ice cream in the trunk two days ago or maybe they just spotted their boyfriend of two years wolfing down a BigMac when he swore he was a vegetarian. I. DON’T. CARE. If you’re walking in front of me and just straight up stop, with no warning, I will 100% slam into you. No shame. (Not in my car, that garage sale with an engine is my baby. Judge me.)
I don’t mean to sound unsympathetic (seeing as wasted ice cream is a tragedy), but there are, in my mind, very few things that come before personal space.
Spatial awareness: The ability to be aware of oneself in space. It is an organized knowledge of objects in relation to oneself in that given space. Spatial awareness also involves understanding the relationship of these objects when there is a change of position.
FIGURE IT OUT.