Telling Tall Stories

(My husband and I have been together over six years. Apparently we don’t know each other as well as we thought…)

Me: “I was talking to my sister the other day and she couldn’t believe you’re only 5’11”. She thought you had to be over six foot.”

Husband: “I am. I’m 6’2″.”

Me: “But you told me before you were 5’11”!”

Husband: “No, I didn’t! Why would I say that?”

Me: “Oh. I must be getting you mixed up with someone else.”

Husband: “But can you not tell by looking at me?”

Me: “Sure, I’m tiny! Everyone over 5’8″ looks the same height to me.”

Husband: “I can’t believe you don’t know how tall I am.”

Me: “How tall am I?”

Husband: “About 5’4″ or 5’5″.”

Me: “I’m just under 5’2″.”