Turning into a Giant

 

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Back in June, I wrote a post called, “The Incredible Shrinking man.” At that time, after a visit to my doctor, I was convinced that I was rapidly shrinking. Since then, I’ve been noticing some disturbing trends involving my size, and that of the world around me. I’m not exactly sure, but one of two things are happening. Either, I’m growing at a frightening, and exponential rate, or the world around me is swiftly getting smaller. At this pace, I’ll soon be an enormous giant, similar to the man in the classic novel, “Gulliver’s Travels,” and average people, I meet during the course of my day, will look like tiny Lilliputians.

Recently my wife bought a new Prius Eco. She said that, not only did it get tremendously improved mileage per gallon of gas, but was better for the environment. I told my wife that it seemed a little small. She said it was considered a midsize vehicle, and would seat five people. “Five very small people, or maybe even children,” I thought,” as I crouched down, bent my knees, ducked my head, painfully bumped my noggin on the top of the door, and squeezed into the front drivers-side. Even after adjusting the seat as far back as possible, the steering wheel pressed uncomfortably against my stomach. My hair brushing against the roof, reminded me that I needed a haircut. The good news is, the car has a rear hatchback. If I open it while driving, the back of my head, won’t be pressing tightly against the rear window glass. I was surprised there weren’t twenty clowns stuffed in the back seat, looking for a ride to the circus.

 Yesterday, I asked my wife, “Honey, are you on a diet? You seem to have gotten smaller.” She said she hadn’t lost weight, but thanked me for the compliment. When I told her about my concerns over my ever-increasing size, she said, “Patrick Dykie – get a grip on yourself! You write all these crazy stories, and then you go off on all these wild tangents. If you are growing; it’s because you eat like a giant.” She could be right about that. I do eat enormous quantities of delicious meat, which most likely has been produced with massive doses of steroids, growth hormones, and unknown, but dangerous chemicals. It probably doesn’t help that I like fried foods and potato chips, and have been known to ingest an entire piazza in one sitting.

Personally, I don’t think it’s my food intake that is causing me to grow. I’ve been eating like this for years, and my weights been the same for over two decades. I will admit that I recently bought a belt, two inches bigger, now wear relaxed fit jeans, and moved from extra-large shirts to XXL. It still doesn’t explain why my shoes are now one size bigger, and this past winter I got a knit hat for Christmas that was so tight it hurt my head, and gloves that looked like they were made for babies.

I just had a crazy thought. Maybe, I’m not growing at all, but there’s an insidious and diabolical plot by communist China to subvert western culture, by messing with our minds. Could the manufacturers of the majority of imported apparel into America, be manipulating the labels on clothing? Are they putting larger size tags on smaller clothing to drive us insane, and destroy the American way of life? Ladies – do you really think you went from a size ten to a fourteen in one day, due to having just one delicious coffee roll at Dunkin Donuts, yesterday? How many of you guys have been wearing large tee-shirts for years, but recently went shopping, and the large’s looked like they came from the toddler department?

I’m still not sure if I’m growing bigger, or if everything around me is shrinking. I do know a lot of things seem to be much smaller these days. How many of you have been on an airline lately? I have; and my knees were two inches closer to the seat in front of me, the overhead compartment was too small for my carry-on luggage, the aisles appeared narrower, and the enormous guy next to me was encroaching on my personal space. About half way through the flight, after fighting over the armrest, sucking in my breath, and keeping my arms tight to my side, I finally turned to him, looked him in the eye, and said, “Sir, my names Patrick, and I’m pleased to meet a fellow traveler, burdened with the same condition. Maybe, you could answer a few questions. When did you start growing, how long has it been going on, and do you think it’s ever going to stop? He said, “what?” Looked at me with a confused look, and then turned back to drinking his tenth soda, and devouring a fourteenth bag of peanuts.

Even food is rapidly shrinking in size, or else I’m growing faster than I thought. I was grocery shopping this week, and as I pushed my cart down the aisles, everything seemed smaller than I remembered, from even a few short years ago. I felt like a giant, as I wondered among tiny portions of grocery items, cans of cat food that looked like thimbles, and household products made for cleaning doll houses. I wouldn’t have been surprised to see Ken and Barbie, casually strolling the aisles, with a tiny shopping cart. Even the overheads lights seemed to be closer to the top of my head.

I was wondering about something. Didn’t laundry detergent use to come in enormous square boxes, so big, it took three of you to load it into your car? What’s with the new hand-size containers, with the words super concentrated on them? As I loaded, and checked off items on my list, I grabbed two ice-cube-sized bags of sugar, instead of the one five-pound bag, I used to get. When I was a kid, my mom would buy huge, half or one-gallon containers of ice-cream. I couldn’t find any. All that was in the cooler were what looked like an assortment of Ben and Jerry ice cream, in one pint portions.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten my reading glasses at home, and was squinting to read how many ounces were in each container. I found some miniature yogurts with Yoplait on the side. I picked one up, and held it between my thumb, and forefinger. I wonder if Yoplait is French for, “Starvation.” I needed enough for the week, so I threw twenty-eight of them into my cart. It might just be my drastic increase in size, but candy bars used to fill the palm of my hand. Now they look like those bite-size ones you give out at Halloween. I decided to buy a bag of those bite-sized ones for the trip home, and they looked like M& M’s. I was popping three or four into my mouth at a time. 

I’m still not sure if I’m growing into a massive giant, whose mere footsteps will shake the very earth beneath my feet, or if the rest of the world is shrinking, and I will be a normal size human, amidst tiny people. The other day, I did see one ray of hope. I visited a Sam’s Club Warehouse, and signed up for a premium membership. As I strolled the massive building, between enormous racks rising towards a distant ceiling, I noticed that my cart was very large. Filling my over-sized wagon with gigantic, fifty pound bags of dog food, enormous packages of paper towels and toilet paper, and pillow-size bags of potato chips, I realized something. I was either, beginning to shrink, or I had found a supermarket – FOR GIANTS!

About Patrick Dykie

I'm a simple, middle class family man, living a quiet life in eastern Pennsylvania. As you can see from my picture, I just became a first-time grandfather. I love to write, not only to make people laugh, but also to make them think, and ponder their life and existence. I was trying to be a full-time writer, but have recently returned to work to fend off those pesky bill collectors. I've faced some things over the past few years, including health problems that have slowed me down in my dreams, but I'm back, healthy, and writing again. I will be self-publishing a book titled, "Simple Observations," in the next few months. It is similar to my blog , except the stories are a bit longer. I'll keep you updated on its status. I've recently started a new blog called, "A Love of Writing." You can access it from my "Simple Observations of Everyday Life" blog, along with my "Authors Site." Thank you for visiting my sites. It's greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy your visit.
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15 Responses to Turning into a Giant

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  2. nrhatch says:

    I found this factoid eye-opening: “It probably doesn’t help that I like fried foods and potato chips, and have been known to ingest an entire piazza in one sitting.”

    Even Gulliver (when challenged by the Lilliputians) gave up before he finished eating an entire piazza! Of course, rumor has it that he had eaten the train station as an antipasto.

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  3. Haha, Patrick, this is your best post yet. I think everything is getting smaller. I have lost weight but crept up a dress size and I am really not very big at all. I put it down to Asian imports because Asian people do seem to be a bit smaller than us Africans.

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    • Thanks, I’m glad you liked it. I’ve been very busy at work, and I rushed this post. I’m glad it turned out okay.. I’m only posting every three days due to time constraints. I’m finding more and more clothes which have the wrong size labels on them. I agree with you on the size of Asians. If they saw me, they would either yell, Godzilla, or big giant.

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  4. ivors20 says:

    Hi Patrick, i read your story with great interest, and after serious consideration…… I think you might an alien, and you need to go find your spaceship, and fly back where you came from !! Please refer following link, Land of the Giants (TV Series 1968–1970) – IMDb
    http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0062578

    8/10 · 1.5K ratings · Sci-Fi · Gary Conway/Don Matheson/Stefan Arngrim
    Created by Irwin Allen. With Gary Conway, Don Matheson, Stefan Arngrim, Don Marshall. A spaceship from Earth crash-lands on an Earth-like planet on which everything …
    Land of the Giants – Wikipedia
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Land_of_the_Giants

    Best of luck my alien friend, hope you’re able to escape from this ghastly tiny planet and safely return home !!

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    • Ivor – sorry I didn’t reply sooner. I’m now working crazy hours, and I’m only posting every three days. I do appreciate, what have become some of the best, and most entertaining comments I ever see. Thank you, it all makes sense. I’m from a planet where people are 12X the size of those on earth. I don’t remember a spaceship. Maybe I came here as a baby. That’s probably why, in my baby pictures I look like I’m twenty, and in my prom picture, I tower over my date – and she was a 6-8 basketball player! Thanks again for a great comment, and please keep them coming.

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  5. Miriam says:

    What a fun and entertaining post to read, though I think there may be a lot of truth in what you write. Sizes are shrinking (and I don’t think I’m getting any smaller), food quantities are diminishing and sometimes I could swear that everything around me feels smaller. Great post Patrick.

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  6. colonialist says:

    I shrink you are right. Groceries of all types are squeezed into smaller and smaller packets. To compensate, the prices increase exponentially.

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    • Thanks for the visit and the comment. Shrink?
      I love the play on words. Here in America, the government says there’s very little inflation, but if the food portions are smaller, and you’re paying the same price – there is inflation. I also just picked up a big jar of peanut, and there’s a big indentation hidden on the bottom! Thanks again, and take care.

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