me vs the fax machine

I had to fax something today to my car insurance company. I don’t usually ever have to use the fax machine otherwise and thank god I don’t. When they rearranged the printer/fax/copier set up, they put the fax machine up high. High enough that I can not really see the buttons that well, due to my shortness. I was not about to ask someone to help me fax something either. I was able to see well enough by standing on my toes at least. According to my mother, the cause of my stunted growth is that I just didn’t eat enough rice as a child. I’m sure it has nothing to do with having two parents who were both shorter than their sibilings.