Um, medium?

I'm kind of a medium type person. Buying a shirt? Size medium please. Buying sweatpants? Medium. What size french fries do I want? I'll take medium. Height? Neither tall nor short, so, I guess, medium. Weight? Average, medium. Athletic ability? Medium. Intelligence? Well, medium, if I'm being honest. Now that I've cut my hair, I can even say that my hair is, wait for it, medium length.

So, I was at Target the other day because the black belt I usually wear finally gave out and I needed a new one. (I got my old belt at Target too, and it didn't last very long. Side note to self: perhaps best not to buy belts at Target, but I digress). Belts, in case you didn't know, for women at least, come in sizes S, M, L, or XL. So, thinking of myself the way I usually do, I grabbed a medium and headed for the checkout. Not without buying a few things I really didn't need first, however. I get back to my office and go to put on the belt. Well, guess what? I don't wear a size medium belt. I WISH I wore a size medium belt, but, turns out, I couldn't even buckle the size medium belt. So, I guess I need to ask for the small fries in the future.