I think I've found the light, my calling if you will. I was meant to be a gigalo.
Makes sense.. my favourite song growing up was David Lee Roth's "Just a Gigalo".

One of my co-workers was describing an incident that happened with his friend and a young lady whom he had met on the subway. Upon exiting, he gave her a slip of paper with his phone number and said, "call me some time". Which she did and asked him up front, "wanna fuck".

I'm sure it didn't happen quite as I was told. There had to have been some kind of exaggeration to the story. No guy would tell the absolute truth. They'd be like me and try to make yourself seem even more of a stud than you already are.

Back to the point....

The next time I'm anywhere and an attractive woman is making an effort to keep eye contact with me, I'm going to use the 'flip her my phone number' strategy and see what happens. I mean seriously, could that not sound anymore like something I would try?