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Friday, March 20th, 2009There is a strange question of etiquette that has been plaguing me. I’m not sure there’s an answer, but it’s something I deal with on a daily basis. Here’s the problem. I work in a very cool building. Said building is designed to look like a collection of agrarian structures in a rural setting. It features a series of long hallways that connect the various buildings. Offices are on the interior of the buildings with the hallways running along the exterior, primarily along the south side, allowing tons of light into the hallway and offices beyond.
For me to walk from my office to the main entrance of the building takes a good 3-5 minutes. Now, imagine me leaving my office, and shortly after leaving coming up behind someone making the same trip. What is the proper protocol for “passing” this individual? It may just be me, but I find myself totally stressed out trying to figure out what to do in this situation. To pass someone walking in the same direction takes a long time. I’d kind of have to pull out next to them, and be right next to them for a second or two…awkward…and then pull back in front of them once I’ve put sufficient distance between them and myself. And what constitutes “sufficient distance”? 10 feet? 20 feet? Who knows these things? If I know the person, I feel obligated to say “hi” to them, or something friendly as I pass, but then I question whether or not my knowing them obligates me to make the rest of the trip “with” them. Once “hi” is spoken, are we then traveling together until one or the other of us reaches our destination? Are we travelling buddies henceforth and forever more? On occasion, I’ve come up behind someone and have purposely altered my gate so that I don’t catch up to them before the journeys end. But this too, can be problematic. I’m 6’-4”, so trying to match the speed of a short woman can leave me looking like I’m just lopping along, with no particular place to go. That’s not acceptable either. If I walk quickly past them, trying to avoid the obligatory “hello” and subsequent traveling companion confusion, then I just look rude or like a speed walking nut. When I do pass someone, I feel self conscious, and worry about getting my feet tangled up and falling flat on my face in front of someone. “Are they staring at my butt?” “Does my butt look weird?”, I ask myself. Worse, if I don’t pass them, and I just walk behind them for several minutes, I quickly enter stalker territory. I don’t think I look particularly scary, but I get this weird vibe that I’m freaking them out.
Often times if I see one of the above scenarios unfolding, I’ll look for some way to break stride to avoid the awkwardness. One that works well is a fake cell phone call that requires great concentration. I’ll stop and gaze out one of the many windows with my free hand on my hip, giving the fake caller on the other end my full attention. When sufficient time has passed, meaning that the person ahead of me is “uncatchable”, then I’ll hang up and continue on my way. If I’m on my way out of the building in the evening and see that I’m going to be “matched up” with someone on my way out, I’ll do a fake, “shoot, I forgot something”, routine, checking my pockets for nothing in particular, and head back toward my desk for a second, thereby giving the other party sufficient time to exit without me right on their heels.
I know it’s hard to believe, but yesterday I had something even weirder happen to me. I was pacing some guy about 30 feet ahead of me…not wanting to walk so slowly that I looked funny, but at the same time not wanting to get so close that I gave him the creeps. Well, it all went south when a colleague of his passed us in the opposite direction, and he stopped and turned around briefly to say “hi, how’s it going?”. His colleague, evidently in a rush, did not break stride as he passed and just hollered “hey, good, yeah everything’s good”, over his shoulder. By the time this short exchange was over, I was exactly next to the guy who I had been following, and he was left with the awkward choice of:
- Ignoring me and falling in eerily close behind me.
- Saying hi and walking with me. (not an option)
- Pausing awkwardly, letting me pass, and then falling in line behind me.
He chose option 3…he stood there for a second stupidly, without a purpose in the world, talking to nobody, looking vacantly past me at nothing in particular, let me pass, and then fell in line behind me.
Am I thinking about this too much? Is there another person in the world whose brain works like this? I guess I know the answer to that. This is my curse. This is the stuff that I worry about. In addition to all of the real reasons to worry, I have to invent things to drive myself nuts.
