For Her Amusement

It was late. Natasha and I were just arriving back on campus after going to see Nickel Creek in Chattanooga.

I pulled up and parked beside her car in the music building parking lot. Since my car wasn't tagged for dorm parking, I'd have to leave it here tonight and walk back to the dorm.

Natasha walked over to her little red Honda and unlocked it. "Hey... do you want a ride back over to the guys' dorm?"

"Sure!"

I walked toward the passenger door, but Natasha interrupted. "The passenger door's broken. You'll have to climb in the driver's side..."

With some ungraceful and amusing effort, I managed to get all six feet and two inches of me from the driver's side door into the passenger seat.

Soon, we had arrived at the front door of the guys' dorm. "Thanks for the ride, Natasha!"

I reached for the door handle, then chuckled. "I guess I'm trapped."

After a few moments' thought, I decided to roll down the window and exit that way. Somehow, I managed to climb out the window backwards, nearly falling out upside-down in the process. I landed in a rumpled heap beside the car.

Natasha leaned over to the passenger window, rather amused. "That was graceful. Are you.. okay?"

I dusted myself off. "I'm fine. You know I only did that so you could laugh at me, right?"

Natasha grinned. "Of course."

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Several months later, I learned there was nothing wrong with Natasha's passenger side door. It worked fine, but since she told me it was broken, I never tried it. I guess that means I climbed out the window for no other purpose than for her amusement.

Anything for the ladies, I guess.