It's not the Kiwi way, but there's no law against displaying your feelings. Yes, even in business.
I should have worn my fluoro Walking School Bus vest to the Viaduct on Friday afternoon for the Rugby World Cup opening. Usually I am fond of a little jolly anarchy but on this occasion I almost hankered to see someone bossy in charge, with a clipboard. Instead, there was just a scary squash.
I generally think it is a good thing when people are in touch with their feelings. But I can tell you on Friday night, getting squashed, I felt very grateful we were an emotionally repressed culture.
Everyone was sort of politely stoic about being forced into involuntary frottage. Every tiny shift was accompanied by: "Sorry, sorry, oops, sorry." Everyone I saw was impressively controlled despite the chaos and frustration. I bet, like me, they were feeling the nascent stirrings of claustrophobia, but realised it was not helpful to acknowledge this.
In countries with more hot-headed social norms this situation could have boiled over. But New Zealanders tend to be - when sober, at least - more emotionally austere, which in this instance was quite a becoming trait.