As I walked out of my gym yesterday, a good-looking guy tripped on the doorstop that propped open the door. He bumped into me.
“Sorry,” he said. “I saw you and I lost my concentration. Thanks!”
Now, you ladies hear this stuff all the time, and it’s got a dose of power/threat in it sometimes. We men? We never hear it. At least I don’t.
And it felt very nice.