Ms. Kitty's story makes me think of a pet peeve of mine (I'm full of them today, apparently). I understand that some people enjoy talking to and interacting with their seatmates on flights and buses. I actually do not enjoy it at all. I'm shy by nature and it takes an extraordinary effort for me to make small talk with strangers. I do it in my professional life and I do it in my personal life, but I do not want to make that kind of effort and committment for someone that is just going to be in my life for an hour or two. Yet somehow, I always seem to have these really talkative people sit next to me. Despite all of the "go away" signals I put off (book, earphones, staring out window), they don't seem to take the hint.