I always seem to get the people in queues who have absolutely no concept of personal space amongst strangers.
They stand right up close behind you, close enough to feel their wretched breath, and you are forced to develop elaborate strategies in an attempt to increase the distance.
An elaborate yawn that includes a little foot slide and shuffle for instance or the pretense of having to access your bag that involves moving away slightly to a comfortable distance to remove it from your shoulder and perform a fake rummage before putting it back at your new found safe distance.
Hoping that they don’t notice.
But they notice. They DO notice and what do the bastards do, but close the gap again?! 😡
Imagine 30 hours of that 😳