Meat Market

I went to the gym around noon the other day and it appears to be more of a meat market than it is a work out center. I see guys scoping out all types of women (race, age, body type, etc.), these men stare at them all, even if they're 60 of age! I'm not kidding you. The other day, I walked into the steam room and there was this man already in it. He looked to be in his mid-30s. As soon as I walked in, "the guy" already started talking to me. It was hard for me to make out what he was saying since he had a thick accent. I asked him if he was from Argentina (which was what it sounded like) but he told me that he's from Mexico. Apparently he took my mistake to be a compliment and smiled proudly while letting me know that other women make that same mistake. He asked what my name was, I told him it was Darla. He said his was Fabian, I think?? His accent is hard to understand. He then asked me if I go dancing often. I told him I was a librarian assistant and I very much like staying at home on Friday nights to read autobiographies about dead people. The questions didn't stop there, he went on to ask if I liked going out for alcohol. I told him the only alcohol I've ever used was when I fell and scraped my knee. I'm not sure if he heard me because he asked me if I wanted to go out to Mandango's that night. I reminded him that I liked staying home. It then got awkward and he didn't say squididly-squat. After a few minutes, I decided that the steam room didn't belong to me at that hour and decided to leave; but to my dismay, he got up first and walked towards the door before I even got up. He turned and said "It's too hot for me, I'm leaving now." I replied back with some bullcrap. Then he said something that I could not understand because he said it with such nervousness in his voice. I replied back with more bullcrap. He said "No, I want to know, that, I, give, ...can I have your number?" He tried to say it with such bravery that left me with no chills. Me: "I don't give it out." Fabian(??): "But I thought we connected." Me: O_O "Sorry, but I'm just not really not interested." (I tried to use NOT a lot) He then left but turned around and said "I see you around?" I never responded. After that encounter with Fabian (??), I was in such a bad mood for the entire day that I yelled at everyone that pissed me off or talked to me about stupid things. I dunno what happened but I came down with the flu later that evening. Must be anger sickness. I'm not going to the gym during that time anymore. It seems more like a pick-up-a-chick than a gym. Stupid guys... Next time, my response will be 16 when they ask for my name. Btw, I never replied rudely to him nor did I sneer at him. I just gave him quick responses in a monotone voice that'll leave him asking no further questions. I'm not that mean ;)