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Personal Narrative: My Norm Violation

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My norm violation was facing the people while standing in an elevator. My partner, Ali and I decided to go to Jackson hospital to perform the norm, unfortunately we decided to change setting because the hospital was empty, and the experiment wouldn’t work. We decided then to go an apartment located at North Miami. When we first got there I thought it would be a perfect place because there’s so many different people of different ethnicity living in North Miami, but most of the people coming in and out of the elevator were Hispanics. The people in the elevator were mostly middle age, and a little bit older. There wasn’t a lot of people in the elevator, we did get some group of five people come in one or two times. The mood of the setting was quiet and friendly, the people inside the elevator did …show more content…

The people witnessing the norm did not really have a reaction. Some of them saw me breaking the norm and didn’t say anything, and some acted like it was normal. I felt that the people were more comfortable with my partner. When Ali did it, I saw an old lady look at him and, her family didn’t really react to him breaking the norm, they probably thought we were some stupid kids playing around or maybe they felt comfortable with him doing it because his Hispanic. There was one man that asked us what floor we were going to, and then he said it doesn’t matter your just going to go up and then go down again. I think he thought we were playing around. According to my partner’s observation of me breaking the norm, I didn’t get a lot of reaction except for one girl that looked at me weird, and she felt uncomfortable she just stood in the corner next to the door. There was one man that asked if we were brother and sister. I didn’t really get the reaction I wanted to get. I realized that the people that were younger thought it was weird or that we were playing around, and the older people just didn’t

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