The streak is broken: A man today asked me how tall i was. I think i jinxed it with my post yesterday.
But anyway, I think he was only asking because he needed a way to get close to my car to wash my windshield while i pumped my gas. I hate this, because I'm sure that I make less money than he does, and i have to pay for something i don't want (my wipers do just fine).
But here's the kicker, he said to me,
"What are you, 5'9 or 5'10?"
Needless to say, I tipped him.
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