alexandraerin

"Now then," said the Tailor to Alice, "I must measure this frock, and then we'll know what size we must make you to fit it."

"What?" said Alice, certain that she must have heard him incorrectly. "But doesn't it make much more sense to measure the person and then make the clothing fit them?"

"Measure the person? Make the clothing fit? Well I've never heard of such a thing. What queer ideas you have," the Tailor said.

"But a person can't help their size," Alice insisted. "It's not possible."

"Then they must be awfully lazy," the Tailor said. "Why, if we did things your way we'd have to make clothing in every shape and size. Our work would never end. So much simpler, so much more sensible, to make our things the right size and the right shape to begin with."

"Okay, you know what?" said Alice. "Fuck this shit, I'm going back to the place with the rabbit and the caterpillar... that world made more sense than this one."

Cross-posted to my flash site.