I have many problems. Lots of you know me in the flesh and will attest to this. But there's something I can't quite fathom and need some help with.
Why won't people sit beside me on the bus?
Every morning I am almost always the last person to be sat beside regardless of the hobos, winos, potential serial killers or cat ladies that populate the seats scattered around me. Why? Am I giving off anti-human vibes all day?
Genuinely I could be sitting on a bus with Idi Amin, Fred West, Stalin, Hitler and Wayne O'Donoghue and I'd be the one left on me own. I'll readily admit that some mornings I'm scribbling in one notebook or another (nothing like that to make you look like a weirdo in public) but even on those days where I'm reading or just staring out the window I end up on my own.
Even the bloody elderly don't want to rant on or ramble to me and they'd talk the hind legs off an Arcturan Megadonkey for Ireland! Why me? Actually don't answer that question.