Opening the door from the stairs to the lobby of the hotel, I felt the door bump into something. Something that shouldn't have been there. Knowing that it would be a person, and before seeing who it was, an apology was already halfway out of my mouth.
It was a woman standing in front of the door. She apologized as well for having been in a place that she shouldn't have been. And she did so in an English accent. Curious, I asked her if she was from England. She said no. I wasn't going to give in, so I asked if it was Australia. Nope. South Africa? No. I gave up and asked her. Savannah, Georgia. What?
I'm no expert in accents, but I know enough not to confuse a Southern accent for an English sounding one. Turns out she was putting it on. Ok, whatever.
Saturday night I bumped into her again and a friend who was with me asked her about the weather out there. After discussing that for a minute, I piped in that Florida and California were my two destinations of choice if weather were the only factor.
She replied, "Forget there, come back with me to Georgia!" Her cohorts were quick to second the motion and a total of five women extended an invitation to me to join them in Savannah, Georgia.
There was no chance of a comprehensible statement leaving my mouth after that line, never mind the follow-up offers, so I laughed half-heartedly and quickly made my escape.
The blatant lack of embarrassment displayed by these women in front of each other and multiple other people reminded me of the trait we Jews are blessed to possess: Bashfulness (Yevamos, 79a).
Have any of you ever been on the receiving end of such an inappropriate offer?