People don’t realize and never will, what it’s like to be tall, 6’4″ to be exact.
There are plusses and a whole lot of minuses, having to live with short people.
Too of my downer list is tiny homes or whatever they call them. Like cockroach hotel traps. For one thing they hate tall people because they could never fit in your ridiculous abodes.
You stick out. I always argued that’s why I could never be a criminal.
Every one else are Little people, and I never liked midgets which they were called when I was younger. Freaks.
Hard to find clothes that fit. No now with Amazon, but it was tough when I was a boy. However my Mom and Grandparents dresses me well.
You need more medication than regular patients, I have more mass. It’s an argument that has served me well.
I’d hate to be short. I haven’t been picked on, because I was tall. And I was cute and had a winning smile.
People always felt free to ask me to reach something even strangers in a store, which I never minded.
Women have always been attracted to me, even men, who appe so butch wanted my a**.
I never had a problem with getting hired. I’ve had literally tons of jobs. And lived many places too.
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