OK. I just don’t know why you’re talking about intimidation in the first place.
And I’m not intimidated by tall people. Nor do I need encouragement that it’s OK to be short and short people can do stuff too. I know that already.
I’m sorry. I am not intimidated by tall people, but it’s rare to run into someone taller than myself. Not intimidated, I guess. Just kinda weird. I never have to look up, but always down to keep from hitting things with my head. And since 99% of people are shorter than I am, my natural posture is to look down. My big feet, hearing people, ducking under the random beam or light fixture.
I guess intimidated was the wrong word. As a big tall guy, I rarely feel that, I donno, not being able to either control things or, well, run faster. I think a smaller person might not feel the same (Jackie Chan not withstanding). It took me a while to understand that.
I understand that much better now that there are many, many people that are, well a bit afraid. A 6’4" person is not as ‘afraid’ as a 5’2" person walking down the street. My stature has made me a bit immune to that. Or did. I do NOT present a threatening appearance other than I’m pretty big. I’m very friendly. I rescue people.
Everyone’s best defense (IMHO), is to run when facing an attack. Well, Black Bears and Cougars are a bit different (you’re pretty much screwed either way).
Now though, that I’m 62 years old, I know that, well, I’m the one that’s gonna need help. It is sort of hard to accept, but that’s the way it goes.
I was in the grocery store, and a woman asked if I could help her. I’m thinking, sure, maybe she wants to know which cheese goes best, or my opinion on buttermilk. What did she ask? “Can you reach that on the high shelf for me?”
I’ve been asked to reach something on a high shelf for someone and I’m 5’6".
I am familiar with her plight, as a 5’3’’ (with shoes on) woman.
Being tall is one of my idle fantasies. I know it has its drawbacks. My 6’5’’ uncle can’t drive very many economy cars, he doesn’t do well in an airplane, and that poor fellow was in the Navy on a submarine.
But I think tall people generally get more respect than short people, and at least you can reach everything in your own house.
And you can look down on people.
But when it rains, we get wet first.
Two of my Facebook friends have shared the ‘money bags’ meme.
GOOD LUCK EVERYONE !!! This year December has 5 Mondays, 5 Saturdays, and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So share it and money will arrive in four days. Based on Chinese Fung Shui. The one who does not share, will be without money. Share within 11 minutes of reading.
Can’t hurt so I did it. JUST FOR FUN.
You’d think people would at least look at a calendar before posting. December only has four Mondays this year.
And anything that says 'This only happens every really long time should be investigated further. (Except for the unrelated factoid that Pluto has not completed one revolution around the Sun since it was discovered in 1930. Everyone should know that already.)
I can’t look at that undoubtedly very amusing meme without installing an app on my phone. It looks like just text - would you be willing to tell us what that is?
C&P:
As a tall person I cannot offer to reach
something on a high shelf for a
stranger, yet if they ask me I must
oblige. This is the law of the giants
“As a tall person I cannot offer to get something from a high shelf, but if asked politely I am obligated to help. This is the law of Giants”
ETA: Johnny L.A. as the exact wording.
Thank you! As a 5’10" woman, I agree with this sentiment.
Gah, a moment’s thought would reveal that, regardless of whether it applies to this year or not, five each Saturdays, Sundays, and Mondays in any given 31-day month would occur one year out of seven (not precisely every seven years, due to leap years, but on average). This is exactly equivalent to saying “December 1 is a Saturday this year. This only occurs once every 823 years!”.
Do people even attempt to think?
One of the comments :
“I’m 6’4”. I get stuff off shelves for people all the time. I also enjoy watching rage consume short oeople when I ask them to get things off the bottom shelf for me." (Yes, there’s a typo)
It’s like those “Supermoon” announcements every year or two when the moon is full at perigee. It’s actually some 14% bigger than when at apogee, barely discernible, but people flock outside expecting it to cover a quarter of the sl\ky or something.
That is the maximum Mondays I can stand in one month anyway.
That’s the real bitch. Even though I’m short, I can’t get stuff off the low shelves either, due to mobility issues. (I can do it if I absolutely must, but I make my husband do it whenever possible.)
I’m short and I have small hands. Every week when I go down the water aisle, I have to figure out how I’m going to get the water I prefer, which is the small 6 oz bottles, down from the top shelf.
One time an employee showed me to get the big case off the bottom shelf and stand on it. So I do that, but even that can be a stretch sometimes. Last week, a female customer, who wasn’t all that much taller than me saw me reaching and screeched out, “Oh my goodness, your’e going to fall, please let me help you!” I think this is the first time someone has actually offered to help. I don’t like to ask because people just look grumpy as hell in the store these days.
I’m 5’2" I have decided that the world has moved on from short people. Even the freshly built store I work at (and many people who work there are shorter than me) is built as if everyone is 6 foot plus. That is what step stools are for and I fervently wish I could carry one everywhere.