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March 16, 2009

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Suebob

There is nothing worse than the polite marathon conversation, the one you don't know how to extract yourself from.

Dizzymum

I'm with you. I hate inane chatter and having to make the effort to talk when I just want to sit back, relax and read a book. Particularly if there are no kids with me. Silence is a rare pleasure!

jenB

I am all about the shush in such venues. I had two quiet seat mates on both of my flights home and it was joyous. Quietly so.

ClizBiz

I'm with ya, L. I once pretended I was deaf only to find that they spoke Sign Language. Then, I had to go and pretend I was illiterate as well. THAT was a long ride.

Jodifur

testing to see if I can comment.

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