Surely you have been in an office setting when a thunderstorm bears down. Women stay calm. They remain in their seats and continue working. They are nesters.
Men salivate at barometric changes.
We rush to the windows, pressing our snouts against them like basset hounds to see lightning. I was at home Wednesday when the sky suddenly turned the color of road tar. The women in the house were oblivious. Instinctively, I switched on the Weather Channel, where I learned we were under a Severe Weather Advisory. A violent thunderstorm with 70 mph gusts and hail the size of eggplants was around the corner, and it would be here in 10 seconds.