While sitting here, minding my own business just clickity clicking away at my email, I heard a little *scritch scritch..* dwindling into the general background noise of the house somewhere. It registered, but wasn't a serious enough noise to be concerned about. You know, there- but unimportant. I'm the master of blocking out unimportant noises so I ignored it.
*click clackity click...* I proceeded with my emailing.
*Scritch scritch scritch..* the noise continued. Huh.
So I looked up to see the business end of a yellow measuring tape slowly making it's way toward me from across the table.
Me: What are you doing?"
*scritch scritch poke*
Neil: I'm exactly 53.4 inches away from your boob."
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