No, I forced him into the uncomfortable position of wanting to talk to me after saying “I don’t want to talk to you” when I said, “You don’t want to talk to me. I want to talk to you.” and then being unable to say “I don’t want you to talk to me.” Realizing this, he says, “You are brazen.” to which I reply “Brazen?” and then, sarcastically brazen, I ask, “Didn’t you say you don’t want to talk to me?” Awkward.
I did it for you, all of my fellow Dopers! 
(Oakminster, was that you?)
What would motivate a person to force another person into an “uncomfortable position” just for shits and giggles? That’s a creepy thing to do.
Don’t act like an ass in my name, please.
You must be a fun guy to sit next to on an airplane. :rolleyes:
After reading this entire thread, I’m opting for this response too.
Anyone who thinks in terms of “winning” a polite conversation should not be allowed to speak to strangers without adult supervision.
You’ve posted these words at least twice. I’m guessing that means that you think it’s persuasive, maybe even conclusive. It’s not. It’s your opinion, and it’s obviously not universal. When I’m in a waiting-room situation, I’m usually not interested in conversation. If someone tells you they don’t want to talk to you, believe them.
I’m curious, did you whip out your Merriam Webster right there in the shop? Or was it only after some research later that you realised how clever you’d been with your sarcastically brazen response?
Ask for a tuition refund.
Is that what kids are calling it these days.
You can look that up in your Funk and Wagnalls.
Why would he have to provide an explanation?
This thread reminds me of the kids in grade school who couldn’t stand not being the center of attention – if I was reading, they’d say loudly, “Must be INTERESTING.”
Somewhat off topic - what on earth is a “collision shop”?
Thats where people with incompatible expectations of proper social behavior go to collide.
That was after he saundered over to his dictionary.
Truly bizarre exchange. Albert Camus could’ve written a novel based on it.
Man, if I am waiting somewhere I usually am intent on my Kindle, reading and broadening my horizons. Last thing I want to do is talk to some aggressive and insistent stranger.
This is when I usually break into a song and dance number.
With trained whelks.
My posse of trained whelks.
Yeah, based on the way the rest of the interaction went, it is not hard to imagine that as benignly as he tries to portray his initial inquiries the other guy may have had good reason not to want to talk to him.
I’m with Kozmik on this one. Sunglass Guy just walks in and threatens to call the police on some random dude sitting in a waiting room, for no apparent reason? That’s just nuts.
Unless… could it be… maybe there’s a detail or two missing from this part of the story? … Nah. Sunglass Guy was definitely in the wrong. There can be no other explanation.
It cracks me up that you felt you had to specify that they were a posse of trained whelks, not just a random loose assortment of trained whelks.