On the other other side of the coin, as I know myself to be physically unattractive and boring, if anyone approaches me at all, that&#x27;s automatically <i>suspicious</i> behavior, whether I find their appearance to be pleasing or not.  If an attractive person approaches me, that&#x27;s a honeypot for sure.  Or a crazy.  Maybe so drunk that a trip to the hospital might be warranted.  Perhaps they&#x27;re soliciting donations for charity.  Possibly someone triple-dog dared them to talk to me.  I immediately wonder what the ulterior motive is.<p>That makes it easy to not be sexist.  The probability of any sort of romantic relationship with any given stranger is effectively zero, therefore it doesn&#x27;t matter what they are.<p>And I try not to inflict myself on others at parties.  Or on the party venue.  Or anywhere in public, really.  If you think it&#x27;s hard talking to an ugly bore, it&#x27;s far worse <i>being</i> one.  We can tell that you want us to go away.  We&#x27;re not oblivious to the repellent body language.  We just have to ignore it sometimes, because otherwise we&#x27;d never get to talk to <i>anybody</i>.<p>Sorry for being creepy, or jerky, or whatever.  From the lips of Lord Farquaad, we know that it&#x27;s already rude enough being alive when no one wants you.  So thanks for being polite enough to not just look disgusted and walk away when we start talking.  Because that&#x27;s a thing that actually happens.