Ah, the old stranger on the street conundrum. I've had my own kicky-fighty mental battles over time immemorial about this. So nice to trust folks and be helpful, but as you say, sometimes it backfires. I tend to take the Boom Meister approach, and try to be nice, but remain full-on ready to uncoil like a dangerous viper-snake, even though, truth be told, I'm about as dangerous as a angleworm on a chill day...but THEY don't need to know that! Just puff up big like a cat's tail when bothered.

And it's all definitely situation and time of day dependent. When taking the train cross country, I always gather up my best "don't f(mess) with me" face, when entering the scary looking loo...and when biking at night, I NEVER stop to help anyone by the bike path. Bugs me to be unhelpful, but then again I've been invited to "bring your bike light and head on down through the bushes with us to the river, to look for this or that we've lost in the dark",. Yeah, GREAT idea. And then there was the guy who walked by one night with a jungle machete. That one gave me the willies as I pedaled extra fast. So, I agree, it is a real conundrum. (I must like that word.)

Anyways, great to say hello, and I shall check out your blog, when I return on here more. I still need to figure out the Hive stuff, but guess that name snafu is the newest thing. I'll wait till that gets settled.
Cheers on a Tuesday, and hope you and the family are all well and keeping your head down during the times of today. I liked your comment on someone else's post: just because you aren't old, or don't have other pre-existing conditions, respect those that are/do. And the full-on overload of the healthcare system REALLY scares the living hooey out of me. Cheerio(s), once more.