Dear Katie & Kelly,
I’m an Organic Structure in my twenties and in a bit of a quandary. The nighttime doorman in the building where I work keeps asking me for my number. He says he wants to invite me to one of his fashion shows he does from time to time at his school. I usually just pretend I didn’t hear him and run to the elevator but what do I do if he presses me? I am not interested in him, I’m just nice to him because I feel sorry for him.
Unsure on the Upper East Side