I'm Not That Small, Don't I?

I was like, okay, well, you didn't need to bring my height into it. But fine. I'll be fine with the comments. And then we go to the reception and she's over by the cake and sandwich table. And this again, an older bloke says, oh, sorry. He turns around to talk to someone else, but he's still within earshot. It suddenly gave me a weird little, you know, obviously I was not very offended. But, but it was a funny thing to suddenly feel like, fuck off. You should just not talk about what anybody looks like. That's the simplest solution. Yeah, I tend to agree.