Haha, my luck with men

So, a hot boy stopped me and gave me his number today... I was exiting the metro station to go home, and he stopped, chatted me up, and gave me his number.

Too bad he's out of my league. I'm not saying that I don't have self-esteem, or I have a self depricating sense of humour, but... he's a Mormon missionary. He sounded kind of gay, and he had a singsong voice (everything ended as a question), but he probably wasn't giving me his number to pick me up. I think he is trying to convert me.

As you can see, I have wonderful luck with men.