At my best I was a seven, I guess, but for a while I was going out with a model who was a compfortable nine. We were walking through town and bumped into a friend of hers I hadn’t met before. She said: “Oh, this is the new guy?” My girlfriend replied in the affirmative, and this other woman paused for a moment, looking me up and down, and then just asked in an incredulous tone of voice: “Why?”

[My girlfriend later explained that the other woman was bi and into her (unreciprocated), so that took the edge off it.]