This past Saturday, I went out as part of my resolution to get out and meet more people. And while I have been doing that more in my first month back, I have noticed something in that time as well. Women in the city seem to have a thing about height. Meaning, there seems to be a limit of how far they would like to look down, or up, whatever the case may be.
A couple of weeks ago, one young lady told me "I look cuter sitting down" another this past Saturday gave the look of disapproval, giving the impression that I should put myself on the rack and grow a couple of inches before stepping up to the plate. Now this not something that you can fix, like losing weight (which I did) or get in better shape (which I did), height is something that going to keep coming back to me. Now being only around 5"6, there is only so much that I can do. I will not wear lifts (I don't think that extra 2 inches will really do anything and with my balance problems, especially after a few pops, it is probably not the best idea), so what is a man like me to do?
Well, my best bet is to roll with the punches and see if I can find someone who is not so strict on the height issue. It has been interesting, it has been like being a kid again, where I couldn't get on rides because you had to be this tall. I expect the next woman I speak with, to look at me and put her arm up and say "sorry, can't get on this ride!"
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Frankly, I think that folks who are overly concerned with the height of their partner are far too shallow for their own good. I'm a short man too, but have never been concerned with that... I always countered it with "Dynamite comes in small packages."
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