Who's the creeper at your work, lurking directly over your left shoulder... reading your personal texts on your teeny watch screen?
How are you unaware of them practically straddling you, all up in your personal space?
Are you mute in this scenario and can't say: "dude, are you serious??? nobody else in this meeting can see what's being displayed on my watch face, as I activate it by turning it toward me & hold it up in front of my face, and my face alone.. would you mind following the etiquette of every civilization on the planet & the rules of every business that ever was, by keeping your cheek further than two inches from mine?"
I'm having a difficult time imagining the social scenario you're describing.