giant

On the subway, I ran into a giant. I didn’t realize it at first until I had to pass him and my elbow/shoulder brushed against his bum (accidentally!!!) Then I had to keep checking him out because his head was grazing the top of the subway car. He had clothing that fit him on, so I assume he shows at Mega-Tall-Man stores or gets a custom fit. I am not interested in what he eats, of course, because I am not interested in gigantic depictions of food, quite the opposite. His head was enormous, in proportion to his figure, and I had to stop staring at him because he began to fidget. Even giants can get self-conscious.