I’m driving into the parking lot at work today and I need to put the window down to swipe my pass for entry. However, the window is still icy around the edges. Consequently, when I push the “down” button, it lurches a bit, but stays fully closed. Feeling particularly blonde, under-caffeinated, or something, I find that I am now pressing harder on the button and even rocking slightly in my seat as if I can urge the window down. After a few seconds, the window breaks free and I pass through the gate with all the delightful but unwarranted satisfaction of a native tribesman smiling in the rain following a particularly vigorous dance.

However, reflecting on it now, I may have to turn in my engineering degree.