I bet I can fit in that.

Every time I find a small space I am consumed with an overwhelming desire to fit my entire body in it.   Suitcases, dryers, Rubbermaid crates, etcetera.  When I discover that I am able to fit into these places, it suddenly becomes imperative that I know just how many positions I am able to put myself in while squashed in the small space.  And then for some reason I’m surprised when I get stuck… which is most of the time.

If it’s a larger space, I desperately want to know how many people can fit in it. 

Not everyone is as excited as I am about shoving seven people into a bathtub or under the table.  My junior year in high school I convinced 17 girls that we should all shove into the smallest bathroom stall.

There are seriously 17 people in there.

Guess what else? Turns out bodies are effective measuring tools.

That's true.  Five people will fit in the trunk of a Nissan Altima, just in case anyone was wondering.  

If you were to ask me how big my suitcase was, I would respond with "it's about one person big."