Rock Climbing Bill

Monday I went rock climbing at this indoor location out in the West suburbs of Chicago.  I had so much fun.  I went with the summer camp that I work for.  I've only been there twice, but I've enjoyed my self both times.  It was good stuff.

The best part was Bill.  This guy that works there was so nice, friendly, and if I read body language correct, gay.  Which is nice when you're a single homo.

Long story short, since I wouldn't even know how to tell it, I wanted to ask for his number, but I'm a too nervous to ask someone for their number without being for sure about their sexual orientation.  I'm not afraid of rejection, that's not it at all.  I'm afraid of offending someone.  

So here's what I wanted to do.  I wanted to call the rock climbing place, ask for Bill and tell him who I am, and see if he'd give me his number?  yea???  um... I won't but it's something, maybe one day, I will be able to do.

Sorry if this doesn't make sense, I'm just kind of rambling cause I don't know any other way to get this out.