Friday, December 15, 2006

Mistaken Identity

I forgot to tell you that when I was out with "him", I had the urge to light up a cigarette since I hadn't had one in about 16 hours and the last 7 minutes of the Monday Night Football game had ceased to be interesting enough since the Bears had enough points to run off with the game ball.

I went outside the Sports Bar and lit up. Ahhh, nothing beats inhaling polluted air, haha. Anyway, not five minutes into my ritual this utterly gorgeous dark haired man approaches me and asks me if he could speak with me. Now, I am naturally suspicious of strangers who just come up to me ever since I got assaulted with a 12-inch icepick in the parking lot last year so I was backing away while he was speaking to me and making sure that I was in front of the Hyatt's parking lot where the bellboy would be able to see me should things take a different turn.

Gorgeous guy continues to speak to me. Next thing he says is this: "I was wondering if you would be able to spend some time with me in my hotel room." EXCUSE ME??!!?? Was I being mistaken for a hooker??? I immediately dispelled his notion and told him that I was with someone and I had just stepped outside to smoke. Gorgeous guy then turns into embarassed guy and walks away.

First thought that came into my mind was what in the world was he doing looking for company when he didn't look like someone who did? Those looks would get him dates left and right. If he's having trouble finding dates then we're all in trouble.

Second thought was that I should have asked him what was it in me that he had mistaken me for a hooker. For one thing, I was dressed appropriately that night. Nothing revealing, nothing remotely slutty in the least. I was even bundled up in a jacket and barely had any make up on. Now that I think about it, it was probably my stiletto heels. I had these purple snakeskin BCBG stilettos that I just love because they're soooo sexy. Apparently, it wasn't only me who found them so.

I don't know whether I should feel insulted (being mistaken for a hooker) or flattered (getting attention from gorgeous guy). Hmmm.

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