Upon moving here, I knew some things would be smaller than what I would be used to in America. I expected smaller houses, smaller refrigerators, and narrower roads. I hoped for smaller portion sizes in restaurants. But I’m surprised by the smaller size of some things. Things that are a little too small for my comfort. Such as the appropriate amount of space to leave between you and the person you are speaking to. Or everyone I’ve met have just been close talkers. And smaller collection cups for urine samples at the doctor’s office.
When I was given this the other day (shut up! I’m pregnant!), I wondered how in the world I was supposed to pee in there without getting it all over the test tube and my hands. British people are apparently a lot more coordinated than I am.