Please, Don't Judge

About three years ago I took my now fiance on a date to Yogurt Stop. The date was going great and everything was fine, until we left the safe doors of the building. As we were walking outside, I was feeling a little uncomfortable with my digestive system. Being the clever man that I am I thought it would be alright to "release" some of my discomfort before I entered the car. I helped her into the car and as I was walking around to my side of the vehicle, I was able to relieve some of the pressure that was mounting in my stomach. As I got into the car and sat down in my seat, I was thinking "mission accomplished". Yeah right. There was nothing I could do about the smell. It was too late and all hope was lost. It didn't matter that is was February, in a last chance effort to save my dignity, I rolled down the windows. At first my date started to protest at the thought of letting freezing cold air into the car, but once she realized what had been done, she could not contain herself. She burst into bundles of laughter! This was the last reaction I was expecting from her. Needless to say, she was very forgiving and understood that I had only tried to do what any good guy would do in the same situation.