Yesterday, I worked with a local government organisation, who, put simply, deal with a lot of crisis situations. Due to the nature of their work, we talked a fair bit about the emotion of fear– what happens in the body and brain when we experience fear? How do we express fear nonverbally? How do we recognise it in others?
Shortly after leaving the building, as I walked to the local train station, I looked ahead and saw a clumsy looking male. Youngish, perhaps in his twenties and very large in stature. I continued walking and passed an odd couple who were sitting on a grassy verge. Odd because they looked out of place. I admit I was a little wary of them and the way they looked at me. As I passed them I heard a short, loud, aggressive yelling up-ahead. I quickly looked up, but nothing looked wrong. The clumsy guy was still walking in my direction and the family behind him left the pavement to get into their car. There appeared to be no altercation. I was a slightly irked by missing the outburst, because I didn't know whether there was a threat ahead, or not. I was clearly distracted by the odd couple.