But it's a thought that brings a smile to my face....
Not only do they insist on talking, but whoever they talk to is deaf. So, "Huh? What?" and the deaf usually shout instead of whisper. If an old couple try to sit near me, I'll move.
Oh, I have taken little kids to nursing homes to visit the inmates. They beg and cry for any little scrap of attention the child will give them. Just a few years before, I'll bet they were blackballing some young family in a gated club because they're "retired, don't want to do that anymore."
Hey, the world goes round and round.