As a lifelong IBS sufferer, I’m so jealous of people who’s bodies will allow them to be scared to poop in public restrooms. I have never had that luxury; my body does what it wants, pretty much when it wants, and if I disagree I pay dearly for it.

...If he wants to meet people, why is he going out and reading a book? Why not just, I don’t know, sit there drinking his coffee and just look open to have a conversation? Does it work for him? Maybe cause I’m an introvert too, but it seems really counterintuitive to attempt to meet people by doing a solitary activity.

Honestly, I doubt a noticeable amount of dudes would knock it off with the unsolicited approaches. If you’re a rude asshole, it’s unlikely anyone is ever going to hit on you, or if they do accidentally start hitting on you, they’re going to want to get the fuck out of there as fast as possible when your true colors…