When I was in Iowa this past month, my Great Aunt Eula (whom I can't stand anyway) was trying to figure out which Anderson girl I was and asked if I'm the one in Virginia now. "No, that's Melissa, the oldest one." "Oh that's right. She's older but smaller."
Yesterday at work a horrible customer distinguished me from one of my colleagues by
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