My husband does it all the time, particularly in lifts, it's almost a compulsion to break the ice with total strangers. I'm a bit more reticent, but I would always respond to anyone else. When I commuted up to London for work there was often a stiff formality, until something like "leaves on the line" presented itself and the train came to a grinding halt for no apparent reason, there never seemed to be any announcement and that left a question mark hanging in the air as to why we were just a few yards from say Clapham Junction with no sign of reaching our destination. A few conversations borne out of frustration. Now of course everyone is talking, but into their phones!
I Shall Be a Weather Forecaster In My Next Life Or...



