Yes, I am “That Guy”
You know those moments when you almost collide with someone?
Maybe you’re rounding a corner at the same time, or coming through a door from opposite sides. You both apologize (“Whoops, sorry!”), then one person stands down while the other one continues on.
I am always that second guy. The one who barges through. The one who admits wrongdoing (“Whoops, sorry!”) but continues anyway.
This probably says something about me, huh?