The one in the gym today was a girl I had seen working at the front desk before. When she was at the front desk I had asked for a locker and a towel she asked if I had a preference as to which locker I wanted. I said no, as usual, to which she responded, "I like you." I might have taken this too literally.
As I left the gym today she looked up from her homework and I smiled before I walked out the door. Going down the stairs to the locker room I felt this little feeling like, "Yeah, I'm the man, smiling at college chicks half my age!" I went to the sink to wash my face and tried to replicate the smile that I was so proud of.