What's up with the sugar daddy's man?

I got attacked by a "sugar daddy" at the gym the other day. I'm getting my gym bag and purse out the car while being starred down across the way from a middle aged man in a gold taurus. I shut the door and attempt to start walking away, he says screaming out the car window, "Gurl, you know you need to be working out at home...coming 0ut here looking good like that. That's a shame." It was quite funny...I smirked...the ultimate magnet I found. That was all he needed to see to keep him going. I walked away from the car attempting to ignore him and he starts driving his car parallel to me walking up to the gym door. He's just steady screaming out the window how good I was looking and how I needed to be hid away somewhere from the public...??? lol. Then he starts telling me where he works at the building next door for the school district...as if I really care. I'm steady walking while he's giving me all his credentials and not even responding to him. I approach the door and he, being in the car couldn't go any further and I went in. This dude drives around to the back entrance door, met me all the way over at the registration desk and gave me his card...it was all wrinkled and bawled up. It was like he digged all around in his car to find that one business card... Then he says, "Yeah, what you need to do wit' yo fine self is when you get through working out, take you a nice lil' shower and call me. I'll have some dinner waiting for you when you finish...or you can call my secretary tomorrow and get in touch with me, I'll take you out for lunch or something. You need anything? You got gas in ya car?" I said yes, sir I do. He shushed me and said I was talking too loud. "I don't want nobody to know what we talking about, they know me up in here." - In other words...I'm a married man. I'm not dumb, ya know. I couldn't even get my "no" in 'cause he wouldn't stop talking. "Yeah, I work over there at the school district building. I own that lot next door...I was picking up my money...I'm a member here too." I can't tell. He had a pregnant girls' belly. "What's yo name girl?" Finally, I could get a word in. I said "My name is Faith." "Oooh, like Faith Evans?" I said "No, more like Faith in the holy bible," and I walked away. He said "ok then. I'll see you later."

Later on, the old maintenance guy at the gym, Winston, came up to me with his jamaican accent and said, "I tot dat man was gone kid-nap you. I sit dere and watched him 'till he leave." I was cracking up!!! No....Winston just got jealous...he's another one of my 65 and over admirers and he must have thought that ole' boy might sugar me up. I said, "Well, he did chase me down from the front the front entrance." Winston said, "You be careful. I don want noting to happen to you." I said, "Ok Winston, and thanks for looking out for me."


If I get hit on by another old man, I think I will puke...

What's the deal with that?

Ms. Pinky