Men Can Be Gross

Oh yeah. So I'm in the elevator of my hotel at 3am last night/this morning and there were two men in there. They chatted me up for a second. Fine. One gets off. The other one stays on. He tells me he's from Long Island and his name is Solomon. He reaches his floor and says, "Where are we meeting up tomorrow night?"

I hate it when men phrase a question like that. It's not a yes/no answer so you have to give them a longer one. I said, "I have plans." Then he wanted me to come to his room for a glass of wine. I said, "I'll see you around, Solomon, good night."

I felt like such a hooker. I didn't look like one though so why in the HELL would he think I would go back to his room. He was about 50 years old, fat, ugly, etc.

Some men can be so gross.