I don't think I ever thought about people being short or tall. Probably if I were a witness at some crime thingy I wouldn't be much help, I don't see hight and I seldom see color.
After work today the electrician came by about the shed. When he came in the back door I felt like ducking (what is that? do you grow feathers and quack?) (is it dunking?) Any way, he's tall!
I worked for the boss for several days before I knew he's short. Funny, I wish I really knew why it seems to matter so much to some folks. So many of the tall ones seem to feel they are superior no matter what. I'm here to tell you today that they are wrong!
Monday, September 26, 2005
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