I mentioned in a post this week that I happen to be 6’1″. Most people seem to think being tall is pretty cool. I agree. *wink*
As much as I like it now, I didn’t appreciate it growing up. It wasn’t easy being taller than everyone in your class. Guys included. The downside of my height was all I saw for a while. Out of everything, what really stood out were the comments that people made. Here’s a short list of the comedy that comes my way.
“You can’t be 6’1″, I’m 6’1″. You have to be at least 6’3″. At least!”
When I tell you how tall I am, don’t argue with me about it.
Do you meet people taller than you?
I’m tall, not a freak of nature. Of course, there are people taller than me.
Can I climb you? (yes, someone has said this to me)
Rude. Crude. And socially unacceptable. That is all.
Do you play basketball?
Every tall woman or person for that matter doesn’t have an interest in playing sports.