You wouldn't regret talking to me because I would hopefully be polite about it. But I'd rather you didn't. Now to admit my hippocrite bonafides: I talked to a

You wouldn't regret talking to me because I would hopefully be polite about it. But I'd rather you didn't. Now to admit my hippocrite bonafides: I talked to a random guy the other day, and we both seemed to enjoy it. But we were unexpectedly in each other's way at a boat ramp, and in exchange for asking him to move his trailer, I offered to help him move stuff. He refused my help, I stubbornly loaded my boat up myself without asking for his help (though I needed it) and we had a nice chat by the car window on the way out. I think I liked talking to him because he seemed equally happy to be as stubborn and introverted as me. :)