Reading over other people's shoulders
Jun. 10th, 2004 05:58 pmI can't help it. No matter how I try, I will always find myself glancing at what my fellow passengers are reading - their books, their newspapers, sometimes their drafts of the romantic novels they are writing.
What I find strangest is the way they seem to resent it so. Ok, this is understandable if what you're reading is a love letter, or even a text message, and in these cases I try extra hard to avert my eyes. But "Vernon God Little"?
Your efforts to angle the pages to shield them from my eyes, while trying to pretend that's not what you're doing, are incredibly pathetic and laugable. Are you frightened that the very letters will fly from the page into my eyes, denying you the pleasure of reading them? Or do you see the book as a hard-won trophy of your ability to pay for it, and thus resent sharing access to even fragments of a page? (This latter explanation, ludicrous as it may seem, is supported by the observation that Metro readers appear to be somewhat less rabidly propertarian over their reading material).
The other surprising thing I infer from their horrified reaction is that not everyone does this. How do you avoid it? Unless I have a book or a paper of my own, my eyes will wander for some interest, and attempts to corral them only hold then in briefly. I'm not allowed to stare at my fellow passengers - eyes must point firmly down, that rule I don't forget - and so it is on the reading matter that I inevitably feast - or at least, snack guiltily.
I'm listening in on your phone conversations too. But I'm sorry to report that in the brief time that we were sat together, the gentleman who inspired this little rant did not have the good grace to glance at my mobile phone and discover that I was writing about him. Pah!
What I find strangest is the way they seem to resent it so. Ok, this is understandable if what you're reading is a love letter, or even a text message, and in these cases I try extra hard to avert my eyes. But "Vernon God Little"?
Your efforts to angle the pages to shield them from my eyes, while trying to pretend that's not what you're doing, are incredibly pathetic and laugable. Are you frightened that the very letters will fly from the page into my eyes, denying you the pleasure of reading them? Or do you see the book as a hard-won trophy of your ability to pay for it, and thus resent sharing access to even fragments of a page? (This latter explanation, ludicrous as it may seem, is supported by the observation that Metro readers appear to be somewhat less rabidly propertarian over their reading material).
The other surprising thing I infer from their horrified reaction is that not everyone does this. How do you avoid it? Unless I have a book or a paper of my own, my eyes will wander for some interest, and attempts to corral them only hold then in briefly. I'm not allowed to stare at my fellow passengers - eyes must point firmly down, that rule I don't forget - and so it is on the reading matter that I inevitably feast - or at least, snack guiltily.
I'm listening in on your phone conversations too. But I'm sorry to report that in the brief time that we were sat together, the gentleman who inspired this little rant did not have the good grace to glance at my mobile phone and discover that I was writing about him. Pah!
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Date: 2004-06-10 11:15 am (UTC)they would then give me a dirty look for reading their paper.
then they would look embarrassed for giving me a dirty look for reading their free paper.
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Date: 2004-06-10 11:15 am (UTC)The idiot economics of the industry I work in and this country's manic focus on London and surroundings as the only place to be have forced me and 170 other people into this overcrowded train carriage to travel to my job (that I may keep paying for my overpriced house). I am forced to spend so much time travelling that I have to read my private email and documents on the train, it is the only time available for me to communicate. I resent that, and everyone who makes my life this unpleasant. Give me a little remaining privacy in some of my waking hours or I will resent you too because you are making my existence more unpleasant.
they can still shove this job at the end of the month
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Date: 2004-06-10 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 08:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-10 11:34 am (UTC)Perhaps it is a personal space/territorial or anxiety thing, that varies from person to person.
Oh dear, you've got the psychology student in me thinking now... It would be fun to do some kind of study on this phenomenon. Psychologists in the past appeared to love nothing more than pissing people off all day in the name of science! Pity they have all those ethical rules now, bah! ;-)
B x
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Date: 2004-06-10 11:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-10 01:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-10 11:55 am (UTC)I don't read over other people's shoulders either, because I always have a book with me.
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Date: 2004-06-10 11:57 am (UTC)http://www.bash.org/?8814
I love bash.org.
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Date: 2004-06-10 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-10 12:16 pm (UTC)Ooh, you LJ whore, you..
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:39 pm (UTC)...so comment away :-)
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Date: 2004-06-11 02:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-10 12:31 pm (UTC)I do this and noticed the Metro effect too.
And I play 'who would I shag' and I analyse the emerging masculinity of groups of children based on eavesdropping their conversation when
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:24 pm (UTC)I do it to other people. Like you, I find it hard to stop my eyes latching onto something. But, when I do it, I usually feel furtive and as though I'm intruding.
I don't particularly want to be that way, but I can't seem to shake the habit.
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:30 pm (UTC)I'm not allowed to stare at my fellow passengers
We're not allowed? I do that all the time. I look down the carriage and rate each commuter on their dress sense. I imagine the taste police getting on at each stop to throw any dress sense offenders off the train. Have to exercise some caution in not saying things aloud, however; I said "that's a nice top" to Simon when this woman got on the tube recently and she smiled and said "thank you" but it could have been worse.
Oh, and the phone conversations - people forget they're somewhere public. Have been guilty of that myself sometimes.
Love to you xxxxxxx
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Date: 2004-06-10 02:47 pm (UTC)Or in my case I was once quite happily chatting fairly loudly about my sex life on the bus and failed to notice that all the old biddies were staring at me whilst I really got into a blow by blow detailed account of sexploits. Said friends didn't deign to point this out to me till we got off the bus :-|
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:40 pm (UTC)Instead I attempt to glean some information from the newspaper headlines of the person 3 seats away. I know that some people still object to this because on one noteworthy occasion, the newspaper owner was so upset by me reading the back of their paper, they deliberately folded the paper in such away that they could read a particular article and all I was left staring at was the back of their hands.
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:55 pm (UTC)J
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Date: 2004-06-10 02:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 01:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 02:21 am (UTC)I read what people next to me are reading all the time, but I don't lean over them, I just turn my eyeballs. And have to restrain myself from sighing when they take 15 minutes to turn a page...
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Date: 2004-06-11 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 03:41 am (UTC)I could have this completely wrong. dr_d will probably know.
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Date: 2004-06-11 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 05:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 02:49 am (UTC)I cope by doing my best to tune them out, finding something to focus on so I can pretend I'm not corralled in a small space with too many other bodies. If someone then reads over my shoulder it breaks this focus and brings me back to the uncomfortable reality. Suddenly I can't just exist inside my own head, but feel forced to consider theirs as well, which makes me aware of how many other strangers I'm currently close to. The feeling of being invaded gets focused on the person who broke the spell, hence my tendency to be annoyed with them.
Yours in full work-avoidance mode.
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Date: 2004-06-11 06:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 10:44 am (UTC)It's an invasion of personal space - and quite frankly I hate it even if a friend does it, let alone a stranger. If the offender is a friend I'm more likely to say something about it than just resort to an icy stare.
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Date: 2004-06-17 04:40 am (UTC)