I am 4’11” and I absolutely love it. While it wasn’t always something I liked, these days I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It’s a part of who I am and really fits my personality. I can sit comfortably in a tiny airplane seat, I can crowd-weave like nobody’s business, and being tiny secretly makes me feel dainty (never thought I would admit that one!), The bottom line is: I like being short. But the strange thing about my height is this phenomenon in which people seem to think I don’t know I’m short. They also believe that it is now their personal job to inform me, in case I hadn’t realized in the past few decades. My height is a part of my persona, but it’s kind of old news to me. It never occurred to me to bluntly inform others of the status of their physical traits, but there is something about being short that makes me an unsolicited opinion magnet. Maybe this happens to tall girls too? Enlighten me.
The thing is that when people make cutesy “short” commentary to me (which usually isn’t meant to be rude) they honestly believe they are the first people to say it. Here are the most common things people say or do to me that they think are oh-so-original. Some are endearing and funny, some are eyeroll-inducing. ALL are overused… Keep reading »