While handling errands with my parents, I encountered a girl that I’ve mentioned before in a post:
This time, I came across her at the county building. While I was in line with my parents, I heard a girl loudly say, “Damn girl, how tall you think he is? You 5’8?”
I turned to my left and saw her sitting next to a friend, and both were staring at me.
I stared back, processing.
“Do I look like I’m 5’8?”
She said, “I don’t know man, I’m sitting down.”
Her friend chimed in, incredulously “Girl, I’m 5’10.”
The first girl says, “How y’all are you?”
I replied, “I’m 6’3” and she almost purred, “Mmm 6’3, damn.”
She continued, going on about enjoying this attribute and that about me, expressing how she loves her a tall man, she can’t let no sexy tall man pass by her like that, etc etc.