Nice People 12: Nice in Nice

hjd

Generali wrote: »

There are some very strange people out there...

Unfortunately, some of us appear to have the gene which attracts nutters. They always sit next to me on trains, etc. and want to talk. The same happened to my mother and her mother; DD has also inherited the gene, much to her disgust.

PasturesNew

hjd wrote: »

Unfortunately, some of us appear to have the gene which attracts nutters. They always sit next to me on trains, etc. and want to talk. The same happened to my mother and her mother; DD has also inherited the gene, much to her disgust.

We must be related. I've got that gene.
I don't get chatted to, I just attract nutters.

Generali

hjd wrote: »

Unfortunately, some of us appear to have the gene which attracts nutters. They always sit next to me on trains, etc. and want to talk. The same happened to my mother and her mother; DD has also inherited the gene, much to her disgust.

I think people are a bit scared of me. Mad people don't sit next to me on the bus ever.

Chuggers don't approach me either.

zagubov

hjd wrote: »

Unfortunately, some of us appear to have the gene which attracts nutters. They always sit next to me on trains, etc. and want to talk. The same happened to my mother and her mother; DD has also inherited the gene, much to her disgust.

Happens to us all I'm afraid. I'm a big fan of the musician David Byrne and in his blog the same happens to him when he travels by bus in London.

OTOH, if anybody I know is visiting london, I always recommend travelling by double-decker in the city centre. The city's a spectacle. The underground's a waste of a journey.

PasturesNew

GDB2222 wrote: »

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There was a town drunk in Padstow - pleasant enough man, in his own house/road, but he had a drink problem and every day would head down to the town/harbour to have a drink - and get drunk. It became so bad that he was banned from being in the town after 3pm. He was quite old too ..... dead now, died in the last 10 years or so.

Very friendly, generous (would give people veggies off his allotment) ..... would always wave, smile and say hello to everybody and chat ..... then the pubs would open.

PasturesNew

zagubov wrote: »

OTOH, if anybody I know is visiting london, I always recommend travelling by double-decker in the city centre. The city's a spectacle. The underground's a waste of a journey.

The thing with buses is that if there's a problem, you can get off and make choices. Underground you're stuck there until somebody sorts something out.....

Same with boats and planes... at least if a boat goes down you've some small chance of floating about until being rescued.... or swimming for it if you can see land.

Spirit_2

Generali wrote: »

I think people are a bit scared of me. Mad people don't sit next to me on the bus ever.

Chuggers don't approach me either.

I rarely travel on public transport now, but when I was a teen caught the bus to college. It was a sea side town with good sprinkling of down and outs.

In a bid to be kind and inclusive if the seat next to a vagrant/drunk/ mentally ill person was left vacant I felt obliged to sit in it.

Lesson learnt when at the age of about 17 I contracted scabies:( Probably from the tramp I had sat next to a few days earlier.

A nasty burrowing infestation that took some time to kill off .

vivatifosi

Generali wrote: »

I think people are a bit scared of me. Mad people don't sit next to me on the bus ever.

Chuggers don't approach me either.

My husband is a bit like that. He walks around with a don't mess with me look and crowds part and nobody bothers him. Me on the other hand... I get told I have a kind face, so people naturally want to pour out their troubles. Except that is if I travel to somewhere abroad or deal with schizophrenics. Abroad I've had people run away from me as I have "the evil eye" and some schizophrenic people won't look at me because they think I can see through them (again it's down to my eye colour).

PasturesNew

Spirit wrote: »

Lesson learnt when at the age of about 17 I contracted scabies:( Probably from the tramp I had sat next to a few days earlier.

You get that from sitting on groins you know....

zagubov

Spirit wrote: »

I rarely travel on public transport now, but when I was a teen caught the bus to college. It was a sea side town with good sprinkling of down and outs.

In a bid to be kind and inclusive if the seat next to a vagrant/drunk/ mentally ill person was left vacant I felt obliged to sit in it.

Lesson learnt when at the age of about 17 I contracted scabies:( Probably from the tramp I had sat next to a few days earlier.

A nasty burrowing infestation that took some time to kill off .

I hate to say it but there's a lot worse you could catch from homeless people in London. I'm just reading "The Greatest Story Never Told" by Frank Ryan.