- I was chaperoning at the OMEA/All-State conference a few weekends ago. As I was waiting for the elevator at the hotel, a group of high school boys walked up and asked.
- Boys: Hey, can you tell me where the girls' floor is?
- Sharayah: No.
- Boys: Why not?
- Sharayah: You really think I'm going to tell you where the girls are sleeping?
- Boys: Well, you're a girl, aren't you?
- Sharayah: I'm also a grown up. Go to bed.
