Bizarre Sort of Karmic Comedy

So today at the hospital, one of my coworkers slyly (though not smoothly), slipped a phone number into my pocket, saying that one of "his buddies" was checking me out. I was like "oh haha, whatever, Anthony, don't fuck around."

He wasn't fucking around. Later, he tried to make me talk to his friend on the walky talky (cause we work in the basement, and his friend works at the reception desk). And I was like "AHHHHH!" and ran away and went home. His friend waved at me on his way out. He was pretty attractive, actually.

So I'm having some issues with this:

Number one being...
1. I'm kinda gay. And he kinda is a guy. A hot guy, but yet, his main flaw being, he's still a guy.
2. But, if I don't reply, and I see him every week at work, I'm gunna look like a bitch.
3. As someone who has sent someone else an anonymous note and having it end up being completely disastrous, awkward, and yet enlightening experience. And having it ultimately resulting in my appearance as an absolutely creepy asshole, I'm feeling a little bit like a creepy person right about now (ok, it was a little out of my control, but still). I had this sudden realization that, "Hey, I probably looked like a creepy ass! I probably still do!"
4.At the same time, his friend seems nice, so I'm like "Eh I'd like to hang out w/ him, but he probably only wants ass."
5. Nope, still gay.
6. But at least I'm hot? :D
7. MCATs AHHH!

I don't know what to DOOOOOOOO!!!!

MRAH!

PS: YAY! My boss wrote me back!

Oh dear lord, I need some social competence right about now.