I have already touched on it a bit, but there’s something more about the gym, and most other places, that bugs me.
Let’s say you are in a public place, like the gym, for example. You see someone that you swear you know from somewhere, but where is escaping you. Ideally you should be able to go up to them and ask them, right? Well, yes, ideally, but we live in a world where men are predators and women are victims, so going up to a woman in a public place, especially one as pumped with testosterone like the gym, means I’m trying to get in her pants if I do anything beyond looking at her. I’m sure it’s the other way around for women, as if a woman approaches a man she wants to sleep with him, right?
Alas, I thought I might have known her, but didn’t bother to find out. I suppose if I really did know her I would have remembered her from the get go. Ships that pass in the night.
I suppose that when I have my wedding ring on women will not see me as much of a predator… again, ideally.