Yeah, if Kittens Were Killers

So I lost my voice yesterday at work...in the middle of an order and it wasn't even a little lost, it just disappeared! Then the manager goes, "Why are you talking like that?" Umm, I don't know, it sounded like fun? What the hell?! I got it back, but it's going in and out like A.M. radio. Flippin' sucks. I've never lost my voice and now it wants to leave me like my pencil?! What am I supposed to do with no voice and no pencil? That's all I have to entertain myself with! My friends find this all utterly fantastic.
What's worse? No ride home from school at ALL this week, and I life a good 45 minute bike ride (so what's that, 2 hour walk?) from the school, and it's cold outside, and I'm already sick. Yeah...you do the math. I'm going to die this week! The only possible outcome of all this!
Getting away from the 'I'm dying, so you'd better get your fill of me now before I'm dead and gone' topic, someone from work gave me his number last night.
I don't flirt, I don't get hit on, and I don't date, so I don't know if it's a friendly gesture or a "I like you, wanna go out?" one. Help? He wrote it on a paper towel, just his name and number, no side comment or anything. Just handed it to me and said, "Put it in your pocket."
What am I supposed to do with it? I'm worried he likes me and I'm leading him on, or he'll think that all my freaking out means I like him and he doesn't really like me so it'll get all awkward...phew, guys are so complicating.
I mean I did call his face beautiful last night, but I used air quotes as in. "Adam makes me want to punch him right in his 'beautiful' face all the girls seem to like so much." Wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't been standing right behind me when I said that. And apparently, he didn't catch the air quotes...yeah.
How else did last night suck? The maintenance guy, Jeremy and the grill guy Craig that I closed with yesterday wouldn't stop 'messing' with me. So I yell at Craig and he takes a step back and Jeremy goes, "Don't mind her, she doesn't bite. She's about as ferocious as a kitten." WHAT?! I am too ferocious! Why is it they always say, "You're so adorable, you couldn't scare anyone," like it's a compliment? I could scare someone! I am scary, they'll see.