So, O'Malley and I decided to hit some fast food for lunch today. The place we went to had a... uh... little person working the front counter (isn't "midget" kinda bad to say nowadays?). Anyway, I ordered a soft taco combo, and he asked the inevitable question:
"Do you want it big or small?"
"Oh.... I like it small!"
I couldn't tell which was worse, telling a little person that you "like it small", or being a little person who spends their day asking people if they want it "big or small".
Yes, I know. I overthink things sometimes. :) He was an incredibly nice guy, by the way.