“I thought you looked way too young to be driving, and I wondered if you could even see over the dashboard.” “Really?” I ask, offended and humiliated. “You’re going to be one of those people who make fun of my height now?” I’ve heard it all over the years. Pipsqueak, Shorty, Tinkerbell. And let’s not forget Pussypuker, which has nothing to do with my height and everything to do with my supreme awkwardness.
