Desperate invitations.

Ok. So apparently there is something about me, yes me. Though I really have no idea what exactly it is. So, KT and I had a fabulous time in Whistler. She rode her first bowl (no - that is not a misprint - this is the snow kind of bowl, not the weed kind) and I, well I spent a lot of time in some great powder and had an incredible time. And, there were a few humorous stories from there, but they are mainly KT's so I will let her tell them..... I however, had an interesting experience in Vegas (I know, not shocking, but I have to share!!!).

On Friday night I was returning to my hotel to change before dinner. I got on the elevator and I kind of noticed (but not really) that there was another chap riding up with me. I was so exhausted from being at the tradeshow all day that I truly was not paying attention. We both got off at the same floor and started walking down the same hallway. When he stopped at his room I kind of got confused as to where I was and turned to put my key in the room across from his (which wasn't really mine) and then quickly realized my mistake, and we both laughed it off. He went into his room and I continued on to mine, not thinking much about it.

Fast forward to a couple hours when I return back to my room. I am just hanging out when the phone rings:

Lil: Hello?
MysteryVoice: Yes, is this room xxxxxxxx
Lil: Yes. (At this point I'm thinking it must be one of the guys I'm traveling with)
MysteryVoice: Hi, this is the guy from across the hall. . . .
Lil: Huh?
MysterVoice: You know, the guy from when you went to go into the wrong room....
Lil: Uhhhh, ok?!?! (I'm very confused at this point)
MysteryVoice: So, I was just wondering, you up for going and getting a drink with me? You really caught my eye.
Lil: Uhhhh - sorry I have plans (click - I hang up)

WHO the fuck are these guys?!?!!?! Do they really think that I'm that desperate (and seriously KT if I ever become that desperate smack me upside the head) and are they really that desperate for some ass? I completely freaked out and called some friends, one of who assured me I didn't have to worry because if he really wanted some action he could easily find a hooker. However, it still begs the question, would some other woman have met up with him? I know this guy has some serious balls for doing this, but god, I sure hope to hell that I am never so desperate that I have to accept the invitation.