Am I Missing Something

Again, I think I was hit on by a gay man. I say I think.

Monday night I'm at the gym, just doing some flies when one of the staff members comes up to me. Seemed like a nice gesture, he asked me where I got the arm band for my iPod. The conversation went on...He asked me what if I was on a routine and such. I responded that I played water polo for my school in the states. Ok, everything is fine, he walks away saying "Well if you need any help, I'm here 4-6 everyday". Great brotha.

He returns a set later. "Do you know Tommy?" because it seems logical that I would know every American in London. Tommy is a big guy according to Chris. "Tommy gotten real big since he started...you Americans can get huge...like you, you've got nice legs, big and strong". "And those big shoulders from water polo I guess". I'll let you be the judge.
He stopped short of asking me if it's shower time.

Now,I'll admit it, I have a few qualities that a lot gay men have. I'm a pretty good cook, I watched the whole first season of The OC, I hate insects, I listen to Bjork from time to time, I frequent the J. Crew website. But I don't get off at the sight of guys.
I don't think I give off a gay vibe. At all. I haven't even shaved in 3 days, which for me, is quite a beard.

All I can say is I am the farthest from a gay man as someone can possibly be (not that there's anything wrong with that). Someone send me some Seinfeld DVD's.

I guess I'll have to get used to this, at this rate I'll be hit on by 10 more gay men during my time in London and with a trip to Paris, that number may be severely deflated.

Something good.
A trip to Oxford brought a lot of walking and a serious kebob. There is a picture on Facebook of the most amazing kebob to ever come out of the back of a van. Check it out.

Something bad.
I didn't watch the Superbowl. The Mad House TV sucks. That hasn't happened since about 1995 when the power went out. It was a shitty night and I fell asleep before the game ended, around 3am.

That's about it.

Cheers