Manny scratched his head.
He couldn't put his finger on it, but something very peculiar was happening to him.
His clothes seemed to be getting bigger, and everything in the dump seemed to be getting taller.
"I must be hallucinating." Manny muttered. "I need to get out of the air for a while. The garbage smell is starting to make me dizzy."
So, he went into his office.
No sooner did he enter his office, Manny shrank a little bit more.
Manny seemed to reach approximately 2 thirds of his current height [6'9"].. His clothes now looked rather baggy on him. He looked about roughly the size of a boy dressing up in his dad's clothes. Looking down at his hands, Manny saw that all he could see were his jacket's sleeves. Manny's belt looked loose on him, and his pants seemed to be slipping down.
"I'm gonna need a word with the dry cleaners about my clothes." Manny muttered.
Manny stepped out of his loose-fitting shoes, and stood against his height chart he'd put up in his office last week.
He maked the height with a black felt pen.
it stopped at 55, and a few inches more; approximately 55.2!
This meant Manny was now 4'6!
he stood on the scales and the display read 101lbs dead.
"I definitely must be losing weight." Manny said.