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.