I think I’m a pretty nice guy most of the time.  That’s why I hate street solicitors.  I either don’t have time to hear what they’re saying, or I’m just uninterested.  Can’t you see I’m uncomfortable with lying to your faces about some unmissable appointment or trying to look somewhat appreciative after I get caught attempting to not make eye contact? So, solicitors, please don’t put me in the awkward position of having to say no to you when you try to start a conversation with me on the street.