Predatory proselytizers

Dear Trench Coat-clad Proselytizers,

I was out for a walk this afternoon in my neighborhood park. Both of you hopped over the snow berm on your side of the street, crossed over, and inquired after my health. I replied that I was fine, thank you, and walked away from you as quickly as possible. With my back to you, you asked how my Christmas had been, and I felt like breaking into a sprint. This was the second such exchange we've had in the past three months, and it makes me feel uncomfortable.

Dear young men, please stop crossing the street to talk to me. You should not approach women who are out walking alone. You should not approach people whose body language -- lack of eye contact, hands in pockets, fast walking -- clearly says, "I am not interested in a conversation." Your tactics seem more than a little predatory, and that's not o.k. I'm sure God would agree that deeds done in His name should not creep people out.

Sincerely,
Punk Tilly