my felicity viewing was rudely interrupted by my new neighbor’s sister. it seems a woman named blythe has moved into apartment 108. her sister paula came knocking on the door in search of some ice.

sadly, i have no ice to share. i’m not a drinker so ice isn’t something i keep stocked really.

i opened the door and paula, hammered, kindly introduced herself.

“hi, i’m paula,” she slurred, “my sister blythe, blythe she moved next door. we were wondering if you had any ice made.
“sorry, i don’t.
“HOLY SHIT!”
“what?”
“you’re so tall!”
“yes, yes i am.”
“WOW! i’ve never met another woman so tall. i’m 5’11” and people think i’m a giant.”
“yeah, i know how that is.”
“YOU ARE SO TALL, I LOVE THIS!”
“thanks.”
“how tall are you?”
“six foot five.”
“HOLY SHIT, THAT’S SO FABULOUS!”
“yeah, it’s pretty nice.”
“don’t you just love it?”
“Yeah, now i do, i hated it when i was a kid.”
“me too, couldn’t ever get a date, kind find clothes.”
“exactly.”
“HOLY SHIT YOU ARE SO TALL.”
“yeah, my mom’s 5’10” and my father was 6’2″.”
“this is so cool, i don’t meet tall women too often. my sister blythe is only 5’3″ and my mom’s like 5’4″.”
“yeah.”
“that’s a nice computer set up you got.”
“thanks, i work for a software company so i’m pretty good with computers.”
“HOLY SHIT YOU ARE SO TALL! so what do you do?”
“i’m a writer.”
“you write software?”
“no, i write marketing propaganda.”
“like what?”
“like the words that go on the boxes and on our website.”
“that’s so cool, my husband is a writer.”
“rad.”
“he would love to talk to you.”
“rad.”
“paula,” comes a voice from the hall, “what are you doing?”
“i’m talking to jodi.”

in walks the sister, blythe.

“i’m blythe.”
“hi,” i said shaking her hand, “i’m jodi.”
“LOOK HOW TALL SHE IS” says the drunk paula.
“she’s gonna love this,” said blythe. “so you’re the one with three or four cats?”
“no, i have two cats,” i said cursing the fact that i am apparently known as the crazy cat lady.
“are they gonna get out?” blythe asked from the open door.
“nah, they’re in hiding.”
“i’m sorry, we’ve totally invaded your space,” paula said.
“it’s no bother.”
“would you mind if i come over some time and talk. it’s so fabulous to find another tall woman.”
“sure, no problem. just knock and if i’m here, i’ll let you in.”
“thank you.”
“have a goodnight.”
“you to.”