yeah I know you did not ask!
I’m at the dentist getting my teeth clean. The young female hygienist needs to move a piece of apparatus that is on a pivot from my left side to my right side. As she is doing so the vertical bar holding the tray bumps into my feet. She tells me, “I need a couple more inches.”
My internal dialogue responded, “You’re not the first female to tell me that.”
All which reminds me of my most frequent golf joke. When a putt or chip comes up a little short I have a tendency to say, “Just like my ex-wife used to tell me all the time, ‘another couple inches and that would have been pretty good.'”