I am an introvert and do not come to your party. I have better things to do!

Sorry, but I introvertAnd I can not come to your party.

You probably do not understand it, because you are different. You love to have fun, interact with people and just be in society. You might even be offended. But I'll try to explain.

Yes, I'm an introvert. And I learned this not today or even yesterday, much earlier. Long before it became fashionable topic in the network and press all began to find a these signs.

I did not make any choice and did not seek to become an introvert. Can a shark want to be a shark? Will a lion pretend rabbit? Of course not, it just sits inside, and nowhere on it does not go.

I'm just a loner, who, however, well adapted to life among humans. All I need - it's my favorite couch, orderly daily routine and work on which I am less contact with outsiders. I quite enough of periodic communication with his family and a few friends. I feel very uncomfortable in a crowd or on any public event with thousands of excited spectators. If I want to watch a concert or sporting event, which is located on your favorite couch and turn on YouTube.

But back to business.

Here I look at your invitation, which says that "will be a lot of people and a lot of fun !!!". Three exclamation points. Perhaps they should express an extreme degree of admiration for the upcoming holiday.

I hate conflict and do not want, of course, to offend anyone. But I will say this, as it is.

I can not come to your party. When I am in the midst of all these funny people arrogant, my hands start to sweat, and his eyes looking for a secluded dark corner.

I strive to hide in a dark corner, like a crab, which the surf waves washed ashore, wants to go back to their native element.

Yes, I know what you're asking me a pure heart, and perhaps my presence to you means something. But I do not come to your party or next week or next year. I'm an introvert, and I have better things to do than sit in a dark corner at the party. I better read old articles that are all waiting for their turn, see a movie or bring the house in order. Frankly, I would prefer even just sit and stare at the wall than go to this party. Sorry.

No, I like, of course, music, cake and gifts. But why there are all these people are and why they talk endlessly? The worst thing in all these conversations contain a negligible amount of useful information. And it becomes bad when the case enters binge. No, this evening I will, perhaps, in the Wikipedia community.

What? You made me a present? How cute…

You can tell its a delivery service?