Public Displays of Affection or PDAs - A sign to world that love really truly exists or a mechanism to make others repulsed and annoyed? It’s something that has been discussed time and time again in many friendship circles across the globe. Yet, it is something that continues to happen and will inevitably continue as time goes on.
As a singleton, it’s very easy for me to be completely dismissive and utterly repulsed by the actions of a couple who are all over each other like a rash (which coincidently will eventually happen around their lips). And chances are, when I finally meet that someone to call my own, I will probably end up in some lip locking that will be nauseating to others around me. But at this stage, I am one of those who is ready to hurl at the sign of mushy, gushy PDAs. And hurl… I will.
Recently an acquaintance was telling me about a friend of theirs who had just fallen in love and was head over heels for the new person in their life. And as such, the two were lost in love. They were oblivious to how ridiculous they looked whenever the PDAs started. Smooching with the squelching noises you’d hear from pulling your gumboot out of mud, constantly holding each other and it went on and on. I was then told that this couple ate off eat others plates, fed each other and were pretty much on the road to opening a joint bank account. She was smitten with him… and it seemed he was equally as smitten. It was either that, or he was pussy-whipped.
I encountered my own sickening PDA recently while innocently waiting in line to see the latest Hollywood blockbuster film, Transformers. As with most eagerly anticipated blockbusters, the session was sold out and so the queue just to get into the cinema was quickly established. The queue went on for what seemed like miles.
The young couple, who stood awfully close behind me, started making out practically within seconds of joining the queue. And it didn’t stop until we’d entered the cinema. He was all over her like an unstoppable skin crawler disease. Pecking, smooching, squelching and kissing her all over her neck, arms, face and wherever else he could get to. And being within centimeters of the “action” I heard every slurp, suck and squelch. It made my skin crawl and I desperately wanted the cinema to open to escape the couple. It was either that or I was going to hand them some money to hire a hotel room for the night.
Suffice to say, it was uncomfortable for me to hear and witness it all and surely it was disturbing to the other people around me who I’m sure were thinking the same as I. Do couples realize it’s embarrassing and uncomfortable? Do they realize that PDAs are not necessarily an acceptable form of public behaviour? I’m guessing not.
All we can do is grimace and try to move away as quickly as possible… unless we find ourselves engaging in highly soppy public displays of affection ourselves.