Yup. I've always enjoyed chatting with whoever and wherever. It can sometimes be difficult, though.
A few years back (whilst I was still working) on the bus going home, I did my usual trick of getting out the newspaper (I desperately needed to unwind mentally before getting home) an elderly lady started to chat to me. She seemed a bit distracted, but something told me to put my paper away and so I did.
She then started to tell me how, a few nights before, someone had knocked on her door and when she opened it, had forced his way in. I had not been looking at her but my eyes flew up and the tears were streaming down her face.
She then told me, in an awful - almost robotic - voice, that this complete stranger had then forced her to the floor and raped her. She pushed up her sleeve and her arm was horribly bruised "I'm like that all over" she said.
I was aghast. I immediately asked if she had reported it and when she said no, offered to go to the police with her but she said no, thank you and then stood up and patting my arm and saying "thank you for the kind ear" she got off the bus.
I have never forgotten that and have never refused to lend an ear to anyone since, on the basis that you just never know, do you, how much a kind ear can mean to people.