Okay, so I just assumed, being three inches tall, that if the GIANT WOMAN ever found me--SPLAT--that would be it. But it turns out I was wrong. I guess I am serving a purpose now. I am the GIANT WOMAN'S shoe cleaner. Most of the time. I clean whatever footwear she would like and in exchange she doesn't step on me. At least...not as often.

NO FACES SHOWN, only tiny man getting squashed as he cleans giant shoes.