At the bus stop there was a guy sitting, a bit drunk or having hangover or both. Anyway he kept on talking all the time. I answered with a few words on his questions. He said "You don´t have to be that shy, I´m not a bad guy".
He realized me being tall only when he stood up when the bus arrived: "Gosh, you are a tall girl, you play basket ball?" I said "Yeah, used to play", which is actually the truth. I used to play, but not as a girl.

Laura