June 05 2007
Randomness on a Hot Day.
A while back (more than a year ago!) I asked a simple question: Am I too short? Today, that question, I think, has been answered. So, here’s my story.
Matt and I were going to do laundry, when we discovered a disappointing lack of laundry soap. We drove over to the drugstore in the mall next to our apartment, got our stuff, and went up to the counter to pay. A little girl walks up to pay with her… mother, I guess? Anyway, she’s got one of those cute little Webkinz. It was this adorable little panda, in case you’re interested. So I turn to her, and say “Oh, that’s so cute!” and she starts talking about it. Telling me how you have to go on the internet to be the owner of it, and how you can buy beds and stuff (there are HUNDREDS of beds, she was quick to tell me!) and generally being chatty. Then she (in typical little-kid fashion) asks me “How old are you?” I say “I’m 22, how old are you?” “Six.” Then she drops the bomb…
“I didn’t know you only get that tall when you’re 18! Girls stop growing when they’re 18.”
…I’ve been defined as short. By a six-year-old.
In other news, my Karazhan raiding team had a first last night! Netherspite is no more! (Until the instance reset, anyway.)
Click on the picture for a larger size, if you’re interested. I’m the fabulous Wicked Witch toward the middle, of course.


