
So I'm on my way to lunch and I stop by the lavatory. I end up using the low-on-the-wall, kid-sized urinal, as it is the one nearest the don't-look-at-my-penis barrier on which I have balanced my sandwich (safely zip-locked) and the Cory Doctorow novel I'm planning to read at lunch.
And for just a moment, whizzing away into the bath fixture far below, I felt the extremely realistic illusion that I was hugely, toweringly tall. NBA player tall. Robert Wadlow tall (and that's really tall).
Totally gratifying.
Posted by rjt at March 9, 2005 01:10 PM