I agree with you both. I hate being on the streetcar or bus (thankfully they don't work in the subway) and forced to listen to the most inane conversations. "I'm at Queen and Brock now. I just finished eating pizza." That was a fascinating conversation I overheard the other day.

I was trying to enjoy a peaceful lunch not too long ago and two women were debating the menu. Finally one said, "I know! I'll call Stephanie [definitely not me, I would have hung up on her] and ask her what to order."