Why do shop assistants and pub patrons. Think I am interested in sports and want to know my predictions?
I filled up a tank earlier, went into the usual pleasantries with a spotty petrol pump attendant, then out of nowhere he went on about today's results, he wanted to know my opinion on Spurs.
I tried to explain gently that I have no idea what he was talking about but he carried on and asking questions.
Then I was in the pub with my partner looking at holiday brochures, this evening. We are looking destinations that is not plagued by people.
I got to the bar I was bombarded with more insane questions and chat straight away. Luckily a barman did the talking for me, however its so awkward to be in the middle of it all.
I love to be miserable, sweary, huffy, direct,left alone apart from I like, and moody. It's when I am most happy. Why can't people see that?