Dear people on the elevator that do not have a clue about personal space,
If I can stick out my tongue and lick the back of your head, you are standing too close me. If my boobs are smooshed into your back pack, you are too close. If you fart and I feel it rumble in my crotch, you are too close. If you are getting goosebumps because I am breathing on your neck, you are too close. If our feet, hips, arms, or hands are touching, you are too close. If you are so close that when you turn to get off the elevator and are face to face with me, then you deserve the whiff of coffee / smokers breath I will blow in your face.
Signed,
Irritated and almost ready to start taking the stairs all 40 floors up
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