…give away the times out of town. Heard on the bus today traveling back to the City: ‘Yes, I understand I am to address what has affected me, made me angry, sad, feel insecure… I’ve gone all the way back to the 4th grade. I have about 130 examples….but what about the countries that make me mad… yes, I can give you an example…but you want me to remember…’ [how do people not understand that the person in front of them might not want to know their psychological profile, or problems, or, or….] and then the seat behind that one was explaining at one point,’ who was coming for dinner, and they were planning a lunch the next day, and could they come…well, they were thinking about Christmas day… since they were jewish it seemed to be a good time to get together…. ‘ finally that one, I stood up, turned gently around and put a finger to my lips… she was practically yelling and she took it well… How do these people not understand that a. they are loud, b. no one is interested in the minutae of their lives, and c. some of us use this travel time for sleeping!!