I am 6’6’’ and there has not been a time when I go grocery shopping that another customer or even an employee hasn’t asked me to grab something off a high shelf for them.
Yet I have not once ever asked a short person to reach down and get something off a bottom shelf for me.
Weeeellll, you just need to crouch, the smaller person needs a stepping stool or ladder. One is logistically easier than the other by far.
My knees are fucked; if I crouch, there is a real chance Imma end up stuck that way.
The difference is that you can ask anyone to help you.
Have your tried? Asking someone when there’s nothing visually wrong with you is a pretty good way to cause conflict.
“Hi, my knees are fucked, you mind helping me?”
Conflict proceeds
Smaller people see lots of taller peoples nose hairs. I remember because before I was a taller people I was a smaller people.
My wife is 12in shorter than me, and it makes me sad that I basically have to be 5ft behind her to have a good view of her butt when standing.
I’m only 6’4", male. My experience is that I need to slouch in the presence of normies so as not to be to intimidating. I am weirded out by people who tower over me because that is unexpected and anyone that tall doesn’t try to fit in - they just tower over all.
Another 6’4" chiming in (6’5" in shoes). It’s weird to be walking in a crowd and needing to look up at someone. That always surprises me.
Indeed. I stopped going to general admission live music shows years and years ago, because no matter where I’d stand in the crowd, that’s the spot that people would choose to force their way through to the bathroom, or bar, or to smoke, or wherever drunk people at a show go. (And go they do, the shifting around never lets up.) There’s really only so much being elbowed in the side or shoved in the back constantly that one can take before it starts to feel personal.
Then I realized that when other people would scan the crowd for an opening, it’d seem like the spot where I stood was a good choice, because there was visually a gap. Above my head. Because I was usually the shortest man there. (Which is somewhat unusual for me, but the fact that it was always the case at shows should’ve been a hint.)
I did try to stand my ground a few times, but then just risked getting into fights with drunk people, and/or getting slapped with the bullshit Angry Short Man label. Best just not to go. Especially since I couldn’t see the band anyway, what with the 6’6" guys who’d decide to stand up front.
So yeah, really tall people do see things differently, and if you see others as figuratively beneath you, or as invisible, well, I hope you have to sit in a coach seat for a flight to New Zealand.
