Slainte means goodbye, I think… ?
Anyway I dated a guy for a while who was 6’7" and about 220lbs. He had a 34" waist. He had a REALLY hard time finding pants. Also he wore size 13 shoes, which were also pretty hard to find.
Slainte is a Gaelic word - a toast that I heard in Ireland a few years back. It’s along the lines of Cheers and/or To Your Health. I just liked it.
D’oh! I was thinking of Slán which is goodbye. Or I was confusing it with Failte.
S’okay, Opal 
Sorry for the Hijack, ronincyberpunk.
In 1965, I was the biggest baby ever born alive at that hospital, I was 12 pounds and 10 ounces (and I was 2 weeks premature), my dad always told me “the first time I saw you, you were huge and you needed a haircut, that has never changed”, I drive a truck myself, I regularly will be going somewhere and folks say “I will drive”, I have to check what they own, a lot of cars have that combination of being too low to the ground and the door openings being too small (can you say Saturn?, I knew you could) even IF they are reasonable once you are in, if you pull in a space where I can not open the door fully, I am stuck in the car!.
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Jeez, I’m 6’5" and my brother is 6’7".
Neither one of us has ever had to duck going through a door.
I’ve never had trouble finding size 13 shoes, and he rarely has trouble finding size 15 or 16 (depending on the brand.)
We’ve certainly never had trouble walking up or down stairs because of our feet size.
I’ve owned a VW Rabbit (only for a few weeks), a Ford Escort, a 2-Door Saturn, and now I drive a Honda Civic, all small cars.
We never have trouble finding pants (longsleeve shirts are a little bit of a problem for me though because I have short arms.)
Neither one of us had trouble fitting into the desks at school.
I can’t speak for him but I’ve never had a problem using a urinal.
I think the only two funny “I was too tall” stories both happened to my brother: Once was in Jr. High. His teacher told him, as a punishment, to stand with his feet inside two of the floor tiles. They didn’t fit and the teacher and his classmates (and my brother) all got such a good laugh that she dropped the punishment. The other is that when he was in the Marines his feet always hung off the end of his rack.
By and by the tall life has been rather average for both of us. I always thought the inconveniences started around 6’8"+.
There is a professor at my school in the chem department who is (I thiink) about 6’6" - I never asked, but he’s TALL! In an organic reactivity class, he was lecturing about substituent effects, and about how in certain molecules a particular group attached to it isnt really a big thing in terms of reactivity, but in other molecules, it is. To demonstrate, he had an average sized guy walk out of the classroom. The guy walks out, walks back in, no problem. The prof then does the same thing. He, however, goes through very slowly, paying close attention to the location of that door holder thing which controls how the door closes. He comes back in the same way.
Its one of the few things I remember well from that class! Now I often watch tall people go through doors, to see if they do pay attention to that, or if they duck their heads, or turn them or whatever! Before then, I had never really thought about these things as being obstacles. The prof said that he’s probably hit his head on those things several dozen times since he was about 12 or so, when he had a growth spurt.
6’5", 195 pounds mass, 6’8" armspan, feet are 15AA.
Footwear is a nightmare to find. Other clothing is not too bad (Eddie Bauer is the only place I can find stuff off the rack with long enough arms). My height is mostly in my legs, so I can’t fly economy class in any humane manner…
I’m an even two metres (about 6"6’) and weigh about 75 kg (about 165 pounds, I think) and I have big trouble buying clothes, particularly pants and t shirts…they’re always designed for guys who are fat as well as tall, which I’m not. Footwear is surprisingly easy if you know where to shop.
Oh, and I have a thing for tall girls. Which leads to me having crushes on basketballers…
I have always loved tall, solidly built men. Rawr.
Represent!
I’m 6’6", 260 lbs.
I love sportscars, but I sure do look goofy racing a Miata. (Which is why I didn’t buy one.)
Tall folks can fit in Corvettes, which is why I have a couple. The poor weather car is a PT cruiser w/o the Sunroof (the Sunroof cuts out a good 2-3" of headroom)
Clothes were easy when I was 36x36, then I grew and 38x36 was impossible to find, then I discovered SOME 40x34 jeans fit.
I have caressed door closers - I fear them on a subconscious level.
I’ve dated short (5’4) and tall (married 6’) tall is better. 
What I hate is how all physical calculation stuff is way outta whack. My BMI isn’t anywhere NEAR what ‘they’ consider good. According to every chart I’ve seen, I should weigh 80 lbs. less than I do. I weight lift, I see these guys lifting 405 lbs. on the Bench press and console myself by saying they’re only moving it 6 inches or so. (compared to my 180-200 lbs being moved 2 or 3 feet. )
Our current house has 10’ cielings. It’s SO NICE living in a house that seems ‘appropriately sized’.
I have found that airplanes are getting more legroom. They’re taking out a couple of rows for additional space. I STILL shoot for the emergency row seating 'tho.
Two things:
One size fits all is a joke. It always makes me laugh.
I don’t just ‘get in’ my 4-door Ford Tempo. I put it on, like a coat.
Great big tall men!!! Yay!!!
I feel your pain.
I am only 6 foot, but I wear an 11-EEEE shoe and have the same problem with gloves and socks that you do. I bet your little toe is all kinked up just like mine from never having a wide enough shoe. Took forever but I finally found a pair of boots with exactly the right measurements for me and man, it hardly feels like Im’ wearing em at all.
i’m 6 feet and the tallest girl at my school…
-i have to wear mittens because my fingers are too long for gloves
-i have terrible times finding pants, shoes, and long skirts/dresses
-i have to sit at the end of the row in my school’s theater so i can stretch my legs out into the aisle, otherwise i can’t fit them in without killing my arthritic knees
-i hit my head into stuff all the time
-it’s really hard to get a date
-little cars are big problems
-i have to bend down to hug most people
but on the plus side…
-i can reach lots of stuff!
-i can always find people
-etc etc etc
once my dad (6’3") went to a museum in japan and a group of very young school children saw him and his very tall scandinavian colleague, freaked out and had to touch them to make sure they were real!!!
I am only 6’ 3" but I went to a friends house and he had done a DIY cieling fan! To this day I cannot be near cieling fans without ducking!
Every house I have been in lately seems to have a hanging lamp over the dining table. People always seem to hang them so low that if they move the table I will invariably walk right into them, or bump my head on the darn thing as I get up from the table!
As for clothes, I am fairly slim at 175 pounds,so I can usually find 33x36 jeans anywhere. Even Wal-Mart.
Sometimes being tall, tanned, and handsome is a blessing. Sometimes it is a curse, especially hearing the laughter after you just bumped your fool head on something that the companion had just walked under without ANY problem.
That’s weird, I had a similar experience in Japan about 2 years ago. My dad is also 6’3", about 240lbs. We were at a snake museum in Okinawa and they were doing one of those outdoor shows that they do at zoos and such. Part of the show was that everyone got to come up and hold one of the snakes for a picture. So a long line of people lined up and when my dad’s turn came around the whole crowd cheered! They didn’t cheer at anyone before or after him. We thought it was hilarious.
I’m 6’4", 290, and share many of the mishaps already listed.
I’m certainly glad to see that I am not alone with the 42 x 34 (36 for me, mainly) pants thing.
Airplanes are a nightmare, from stepping sideways on the rollaway staircase they still use for commuter jets, banging my head on the TV’s and signs hanging down, to squeezing myself into the seats.
No problem with shoes, really. I’m a 14 (A or AA, I forget).
Being tall means more work on technique at the drumkit. Many of the best drummers happen to be medium or so in stature (something to do with lever principles, etc.).
Fitting in cars is most often a problem.
I generally like either short women or tall women, though there are a few, er, exceptions to the rule.
OK - here’s one for you!
I’m 6’ 7", with a 32" inseam!
No wonder I can’t play basketball - my legs are too short!
The hardest thing for me to find are shirts. cadolphin bought me scrubs for Christmas, the pants are too long, and the top too short! Probably have to special order some…
Shoes are size 16. If you want to know the best place to buy large size shoes, e-mail me. I don’t want to post a commercial link and risk the wrath of the mods.
It seems to me that car designers don’t think about people over 6 feet tall. I’m at 6’3" and still growing.
Friday I went shopping for a new vehicle after the old one spontaneously combusted. My parents want me to look at little 2 door hondas and the like while I look at full size trucks. They ask why I would want to throw money away driving a huge truck that guzzles gas. They ask why I would want to drive a slow gas guzzling huge truck instead of a fun sports car that goes fast.
I like being able to get in a vehicle without having to bend and scootch down. I just wanna be able to open the door and hop in and be able to stretch my legs out in the car.
Buying clothes hasn’t been a problem but shoes sure are. Most places don’t stock sizes I need.