Well, I think I screwed up. I actually spoke with the guy in the hotel next to me for a bit last night. Then, around 2ish I think he started calling my room and I told him he had the wrong number as the only person who knows what room am in is my GF and my work.
I know they are sleeping 3 people with 2 beds, which sucks, but I am thinking he was trying to pawn one of the 3 off on me since I have a bed that I only use to put shit on. I tried following the advice of coworkers back home and actually engage and talk to strangers and now this. Life is better when I just sit in my room and not talk to anyone.