I don't want people next to me...GRRRR!! !!

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Does this happen to anyone else? I'm at the gym on the treadmill. I take the one at the end so I won't be near anyone. There are at least 12 other free treadmills around me. Someone walks in, walks past the 12 free treadmills....and gets on the treadmill NEXT TO ME! Same thing happens on the train when there are 50 free seats, or at the cinema. I don't want a stranger so close to me but for some bizarre reason strangers will almost go out of their way to do something next to me. I generally get off the treadmill and move to something else but on the train or whatever it's not always possible (without looking like an antisocial freak). Anyone else have this problem?!

I hate it when that happens

They want to chat. I know you don't want to chat and I don't want to chat, but that's why they do it. They're probably thinking they'd like somebody, anybody, to chat with to make it less boring.

this happened to me in a cinema once, i was the only person in there and some old couple came and sat down RIGHT NEXT TO ME. seriously, out of a couple of hundred seats they chose the ones next to me. i just got up and sat somewhere else.

God, I hate that!! It makes me want to SCREAM!! !! What the duck is wrong with these people???? I don't even like people standing next to me in the supermarket, let alone installing themselves in the next seat when they could sit anywhere else!

in lectures and on trains my rucksack is my friend - by plonking it on the seat next to me, people tend not to sit there.
Is it normal to want to be packed in like battery hens?

I don't go to the gym, but I hate it when that happens anywhere else.

This is why I don't like to go to the movies by myself. Someone will see a person by themselves and assume they want somebody to sit by them. Kind of like how in an empty parking lot someone will park right next to you.

Yep this is one of the main reasons I can't go to a gym. Everyone is there is a bunch of freaks all walking around making a bunch of freaky eye contact. I would go there if I could be the only one in there.

How about this. You are in a restaurant waiting to be seated. The place is almost empty. Still they always seem to seat me right next to some other people even though they could easily space us out for privacy. That irks me.

when i used to get the bus from school, if the bus stopped to let people on i used to try and mentally force people not to sit next to me lol. seemed to work most of the time too, must have been pulling an odd face.

If people come near me I tend to glare or 'roughen up' as my one friend says, I can have a really strong "get the HELL AWAY" aura so it doesn't happen often. However when it does I do indeed dislike it.

I guess the combination of being weird looking AND screaming "I'm uneasy, I'm about to panic" or something else along those lines comes in handy sometimes.

Ugh,I know what you mean.Close standers,sitters,parkers,walkers make my skin crawl.It's the opposite instinct I have.

I don't go to the gym 'cuz I know someone's gonna ask me if they can help me when I first go in, then I'm gonna have to find a response instead of saying "I dunno" or they'll follow me around forever, or have to show me every single thing there and explain what it does.

I HATE salespeople coming up to me and asking me if they can help, or trying to sell me something-especially if I'm only passing through their area simply because I have no other choice.
I cannot stand going to restaurants-some party group always comes in when I go, or someone with their obnoxious kid smacking hisself against the back of my seat while playing around-and I really don't wanna hear someone else's conversation.

Grocery stores are the absolute worst for me though. People plowing through you with their cart, not letting you by unless you want to collide, brushing against you, blocking off half the aisle to look at one thing, climbing around boxes when someone is stocking just to get to the same item you buy every single time you go... argh. It's a very frustrating experience.

A few weeks ago we were in a really long line, and I was marking time (like in marching band), shifting my feet back and forth and biting my nails because I was in a really long line, was way away from the register and people kept going past me-I could feel their carts hitting me as they went by. A guy comes up and puts his cart not even 2 inches away from my back when he gets in line. After a few minutes, my 5 year old looks at him and says "you might want to back that thing up a little, my mommy is going crazy".

I hate riding buses during the weekday rush-hours. On weekends when I do ride,
whenever someone sits next to me I tense up and start "stimming" like crazy.

This sounds more like an anxiety issue rather than something to do with Asperger's. (Asperger's and anxiety often co-occur, however.) Whenever something like this bothers me, I just tell myself that it is nothing to get bothered over. So someone runs next to you? What does that mean? Someone is running next to you. Nothing more, unless the other person gives you reason to think otherwise. So far, they haven't said anything to you, so anything else is just a guess.

This sort of thing happened to me a lot when I was in college. Especially in the bathrooms for some reason. There were 6 showers and 6 toilets in each dorm bathroom. And there was a shower wing and a toilet wing in the bathroom. Thus, within the wing there were three on one wall and 3 opposite them on the other wall. I would always choose the shower stall or toilet stall that was in the corner, so that I could be isolated -- in either case I don't want someone sh!tting or showering in the stall next to me. And for some reason unfathomable to me, even when the other 5 stalls were empty, the next guy in would set up camp in the adjacent stall. Really pissed me off because of the missed message. Very often (only possible in the case of a shower, of course) when this happened I would shut my shower off, wrap up in my towel, and migrate to the opposite shower stall as a means of taking out my frustration.