I don’t really date but I’ve definitely been attracted to guys my height and shorter. There’s something about tall guys where, I don’t know, I feel like we can’t relate (aren’t you glad I didn’t say ‘see eye-to-eye’?). It might also be that I am unable to guess someone’s height within five inches, even if they’re right in front of me. Makes it harder to discriminate.
I do have a friend that is very particular about dating really tall guys, claiming it’s because she is short and wants their kids to even out. She doesn’t always end up with tall guys, in practice, but I have to say it sort of makes me think less of her. She’s a short shortist.
Heh. “Even out”, huh? You should tell her about my aunt and uncle. She’s 5’2", he’s well over 6 feet - and so are both their son and their daughter. Then, there were my friends in high school - the sister was short, like her mom, and the brother was tall, like his dad. And of course, there’s my husband, who’s at least a head taller than the rest of his family.
I probably wouldn’t. Not because I have anything against short men, but because I’m only 154cm (5’1/2’’) and I don’t think I’ve ever met a guy who was shorter than me and over thirteen years old. If he exists, and he’s as great as you say, then I’d consider dating him, but I doubt it’s ever going to happen.
That said, I generally prefer guys who are on the short end of the scale. I wouldn’t be able to look a really tall guy in the eye, and we’d look ridiculous together if I only came up to my boyfriend’s elbow.
One thing I’ve learnt about dating is that it doesn’t really matter. If the other person thinks you’re cute and funny, you can say "Hi, I’m KombatPig. I like to discuss things with people on the internet!" and you’ll hit it off. The hard part is building up the nerve to say something to begin with.
So “When are you taking me out to that beach house of yours? You have enough massage oil out there for a whole weekend?” would work juuuust fine.
I don’t mind a short guy, but I’d be wary of him if he had a chip on his shoulder about it. My daughter’s father was about 5 foot three, and any guy that mentioned it in his hearing was likely in for an ass whuppin’.:rolleyes:
I’ve dated women taller than me (I’m a little over 5’9"), although my wife is a few inches shorter. The only problem I have with dating tall women is it makes it hard to have sex doggy-style. Tall women = long legs, and I have a long torso but relatively short legs, so when a long-legged woman is in position in front of me, I’m lower than I’d prefer to be. Even though I’m taller than my wife, she has long legs and has to move her knees apart quite a bit to get low enough.
But other than that (and the fact that I’m married, of course), I have no issues with dating tall women.
I’m 5’ 2" so I have never encountered a man shorter than I. I do like shorter men because I can kiss them without getting a cramp in my neck or trying to balance on my toes.
I do have height standards. I look stupid with a man who is much taller than I am, so anything over about 6’ 2" I’m uncomfortable with. It’s not fun to dance with them and there are the obvious physical constraints when kissing, etc. I have also found that sex with a man who is more than a foot taller puts my face square in the middle of his chest if I’m on the bottom and that limits my ability to breathe. Just don’t like it.
So yeah, send the short guys my way. I’m all for it.
Okay, I think when I’ve worked up sufficient courage, this will be the approach, except for the massage oil comment. He specifically mentioned “the guest room” and I just don’t want to introduce sex too soon. I’ve only met him three times (at parties of these mutual friends) so I’d sort of like to, you know, get to know the guy. I think he lives in the city with the beach house and has been talking about moving to Japan, so I don’t want to get all emotionally entangled if he’s just going to bolt.
Incidentally, this started because he was complaining that he’s been living in this awesome beach house for however long and none of our friends had ever been to visit. So I said, “Well, gee, this is my first invitation. I didn’t know you lived in [X city].” And then he was all “Oh, I didn’t mean you; of course you’re invited. We have a nice guest room and [insert other random details about this place]. Let me give you my card!”
A week has gone by since that conversation. I suppose I should get on it if I’m going to get on it, right? If I don’t contact him, then he’ll assume I’m not interested, right?
I’ve never dated a woman taller than me, but at 5’6" it’s not out of the question. I certainly wouldn’t mind if she was taller. Hell, at this point my requirements are breathing and of legal age. Although I’d appreciate it if we had similar interests.
I think the term ‘masculinity’ is a load of crock. The idea that boys or girls should strive to act in a certain way because of their gender is ridiculous and harmful. Now, obviously, if they choose to be completely stereotypical, that’s fine, but they shouldn’t be urged to be stereotypical. Furthermore, I think that the stereotypes for men are almost universally depressing and backwards–rage, tribalism, clulessness and douchebaggery are not things we ought not to encourage in anyone.
The problem with masculinity is not a lack of clarity, but with the definition of it having become something undesirable. Either we need to spruce up the definition of masculine, or we need to stop trying to encourage it on our children.
I’d love to date a woman taller then me, I’m 6’6" so I’d kill to date any woman over 6’ but I think that too much taller might be weird because I’ve only looked up to 2 people since I’ve stopped growing and it’s always a bit weird for me.
I only know one man who is shorter than me…so I think it’s unlikely, mostly given there aren’t too many men shorter than 5’3". I think I’d prefer a guy to be taller than me anyway, but as almost all are it’s hard to be sure that it’s a preference.
It might be my OCD but a lot of the time I’m not thinking that would easily be quantifiable as a thought. Have you ever watched 30 Rock? Tracey Jordan will anser that question like “I was just thinking about how weird it is we eat birds”. yeah that’s how my thoughts are.
Sometimes I will break down and tell my wife. “Well we were driving and I saw a sign for a Burger King, that made me think about those little paper crowns they used to have. I used to love those. One time this guy I knew in college wore one to class. That reminds me of this guy who bought a crown air freshener and put it on his PC monitor at work in his cubical 14 years ago. I wonder what happened to him? It was funny that day we did the morale scavenger hunt, he was a dick so we deserted him in that little mountain town. I haven’t been to the mountains in a while. I kind of want a corndog.”
Ah, but if you do that you’ll just get in trouble for not caring enough to insist on knowing what it is that you did wrong (and trust me, it’s almost always something you did (or didn’t do) that has her upset.
You’re close. I don’t think anyone even notices it when growing up, and I don’t think anyone ever thinks “oh I see how to behave”. But, sayings like, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree” have an origin. Kids learn to talk more by attempting to mimic adults, than by straight forward lectures. Same with behavior. If you grow up with adults around you who do not take other people’s stuff, and are corrected when you try as a kid, then you will see taking other people’s stuff as wrong. (It doesn’t have to be wrong, of course. It is only wrong if said item falls under that society’s concept of private property.)
And, some of the lessons you learned are undoubtedly to being a man, as opposed to being a person. Odds are the role you fulfill (or will fulfill) in a relationship is an evolution of the role your dad fulfilled, and your significant will behave likewise. Something about that role will be your idea of masculine. (Again, I’m talking statistics.) My dad mowed the lawn. I mow the lawn. I don’t really enjoy it, and with self drive mowers, my little 5’ 1" wife could mow the lawn. But, she would rather do the laundry than mow, and I’m the other way around, and it is easier for me. And, of course, I know have my boys mow the lawn, because they should do chores, and they suck less at it than they do at folding clothes.
Oh, and FWIW, I think I would have dated taller women. I’m at least 6’ 2", and I’ve only ever met two women taller than me in my life. (I’ve seen many, but only had a chance to talk to two.) But, since I’m taller than most guys, any psychological or societal issues are moot. As it is, my thoughts are along the lines of “that would be cool to try.” If I were short, I’d have almost no choice. It is the in between guys who I can see reacting differently.
Oddly, no girl over 5’ 6" ever said, “Yes” when I asked them out. Now I have this little 5’ 1" wife, and there are physical issues. Although, I have this recurring fantasy about me standing up, her straddling my shoulders…
This kills me. Many women don’t care about sports. Fine. I’ve heard some women complain about men totally tuning them out just to watch their stupid sports and they’ve given up doing anything with them during football season gametime. Fine, glad you’re being reasonable. So why do you even ask about any information regarding the game that is being played? We already know you won’t care no matter what answer we give you. What are you going to do with that information? Are you going to suddenly call your bookie and make a bet?
Question for the ladies: when you’re walking on a sidewalk next to someone, having a conversation, do you even notice when other people are walking on the sidewalk from the other direction? Do you ever think to yourself “I’m going to chat with my boyfriend, but I have to watch for other people on the sidewalk and occasionally walk single file so as not to run into them?”
