The 'talkative' type

The problem with braving the outside world is that often there's a weirdo around every corner. Unfortunately, there's one sat 5 rows behind me. I'd give you a more descriptive insight into this man, but to do that I'd have to turn around and have a look at him. If I did that, there's a chance it would spark off a conversation, which I don't want.

I feel sorry for the people sat next to him, because they're being bombarded with questions including:

"Have you got £400? My gran has."

"Have you got any old bus tickets? Can I have them?"

"Have you seen my mate Ron?"

"Have you seen the Queen?"

"Have you ever walked along a canal?"

"Are you having a roast dinner tonight?"

(Yes, those quotes are all genuine) Hooray for inescapable situations of awkwardness and weirdness. Hooray.