In Seattle

On the way to Seattle, I was stuck next to an airplane talker.  Yup, someone I don't know who found it necessary to small talk.  I'm sorry, but I don't give a shit where you are from, where you are going, or what you do.  

Sure a little small talk is fine, but when you start a conversation about what you do for a living, I really want to draw the line.  Unfortunately, I am not a huge douche bag and I talked to this guy out of....well, convenience isn't the right word, and 'niceness' isn't either.  I can't find the right word.  We went out drinking tonight and m grammar isn't up to par.  Deal with it.  

Basically, I hate people who find it necessary to make extended conversation just because you are sitting next to me for a couple of hours.  Don't you have a book to read or music to listen to?