Squish, Squish

"You're so lucky you're not very big," says the tech.
This is news to me.  I'm still smarting from my 8th-grade nickname. "Hey, flattie!" Better than, "Hey, fattie."  Still, not an ego-boaster.
"Why am I lucky?" I ask.
"The larger gals get tugged and stretched and smashed down.  It's harder to get a clear image."
"So, small and perky is a good thing?"
"Absolutely."
I feel much better now.  But I'll feel better when I get the results.