QUOTE(D.D.D. @ Feb 5 2011, 18:37)

Every workplace has a "cool guy". He's one of those guys where you just dig his vibe. The men in the office would like to talk cars, sports, or chicks with him over a beer. The women in the office will laugh at all his jokes and will give him every detail of their last date. "Don't worry, ladies, I'm not going to make a move. And if I did, you'd love it."
Every office also has a "creepy guy." Let's call him [your name here]. Uncomfortable in his own skin, awkward. Picture the neighbor in the eighties movie who shows up to the blind chick's apartment and offers to set up her VCR while her Seeing Eye dog goes nuts and she says, "That's funny. Rondo never barks at anyone."
Now here's the scenario. The attractive receptionist comes in a few minutes later on a Monday morning wearing tight new jeans. Cool Guy comments, "Somebody's been working out." She replies, "Oh, it's just the jeans." Cool Guy looks her up and down and says, "You do have good genes." She laughs and says, "We're doing a shot at the Christmas party."
Now, same scenario with Creepy Guy. Receptionist walks in, Creepy Guy says, "Hey Kelly, nice jeans." And she marches straight off to Human Resources to file a report. This can't be taught in any sexual-harassment seminar because the women themselves don't even know it.
Creepy Guy's "niceness" tends to be excluded from the equation. Cool Guy's conceivable tumultuousness goes virtually unnoticed.
Right is wrong and wrong is right, respectively; their very perceived nature overrides the scent of the act itself.
Actually quite well put, if I may say so myself.