I was toying with the idea of reporting this the night it happened, but I wasn’t sure since Dirty is an old product that’s not available. Still, I thought it was worth sharing as a sort of “toe in the pool” return to phero use.
Dirty, for the uninitiated, was an oil (or was it silicone?) based product that had a couple of mones in it. Oh, and copious amounts of copulins. It’s one foul-smelling concoction that lives up to its name in spades, just by the smell alone. I’ve held on to my little dropper bottle all this time, thinking that one day I’d start using pheros again, and Wednesday was the day I unleashed it.
I also have a bottle of Aqua Vitae, and given it’s a -none based juice, I figured it’d be perfect compliment to the raw sex of Dirty. So, I rolled on about 3 inches of AV and 2 drops of Dirty to each wrist, rubbed them together, and then rubbed my wrists on my chest. I covered with Creed Millesime Imperial and headed out…
… to work. I never said I was a role-model. 
It just so happens, I was paired up with a lady older than me by about 10 years-- we’ll call her Cougar. We’ve worked the same shift and in the same area, and we know each other as work associates, but this was the first time we worked together on something. Now, this is someone I’m not the least bit attracted to, which is why I noticed the hits as definitively as I did.
I was showing her how to operate a piece of machinery, and in order for her to see what commands I was typing in the terminal, she had to get really close. She was in my Dirty range for a good 10 minutes before we split off to a more respectable distance from each other. As we worked, we were making small talk, and I noticed the perfume she was wearing had a definite patchouli note, so I casually commented on it. “Patchouli,” I said. She looked at me oddly for a second, and I continued, “I’m kind of a cologne snob. You’re wearing something with Patchouli.” She told me it was Eternity. She then told me “Your cologne smells really nice. What is it?” I told her and she’d never heard of it. Seems like most of the people in my limited social circle have never heard of Creed fragrances before, which I cosider a good thing.
Of course, that’s not all she was smelling, and the additional behaviors she was showing grew almost uncomfortable for me. We chit-chatted about fragrances for a bit, and that seemed to open her up to act a little more… friendly. Certain things like the shit-eating grin she was wearing, or the insistence of rubbing her thigh against mine when we passed each other in our work area, despite having plenty of room otherwise let me know that pheros still worked. 
The kicker was when I had to cut a long piece of material using a long straight-edge. Carbon fiber has a slick backing material on it that the ruler can slide easily on. I had her hold down one side while I cut it. I told her to follow me as I made the cut. She said “Like this?” and damned near spooned me standing up. I was the one that experienced the DIHL! 
All I could say was “Uhhh…” and she backed off chuckling.
So yeah, proof once again for me that pheros do, in fact, work. I just wish this would happen with gals more in my range!