i’m not going to lie. i don’t really know how to approach women either. luckily up until this point in life i really haven’t had to.
This is a response that I received on my comment:
@MadScientist7- Duh! From what I hear you’re 6’6″ or better. You have no place in this conversation lol. Seriously though, I see you trees posting up in clubs and just standing there without a worry in the world and all this talk about women being scared to approach men is NOT present when a dude who’s over 6’4″ shows up cause women approach them ALL THE TIME lol. Not mad at you though. Gotta use whatever game-changing advantage you have out here. If I was that tall I wouldn’t have ANY DAMN GAME lol, I wouldn’t really need to.
When I read this response to my comment I must admit I side-eyed the hell out of it. I don’t understand how being tall automatically means you attract women. Sure being tall gives you some advantages. You can see women from further away and they can see you but does that mean I just get women because of that? No
, its because of my charming personality and wit. Matter of fact the complete opposite happens. I might catch a woman stealing glances at me but how am I supposed to know she’s looking at me out of genuine interest or just because I’m tall? I certainly can’t tell the difference.
This got me thinking. And we all know what happens when I start thinking. Either way I know a lot of dudes who say they wish they had my height but they fail to realize that being tall has a lot of drawbacks as well. What are they? Well I’m glad you asked.
Riding in a car for a long time sucks
This has the be the worst. Its torture on your knees. When you finally get a chance to stretch your knees start to crack and you can feel all the blood in your legs race towards your knees. The same thing happens on airplane or bus rides. When I go to the movies I usually have to sit at the end of the aisle so I can put my legs into the aisle. Otherwise I won’t be comfortable at all and I’ll start fidgeting approximately 15 minutes after the movie starts.
Hitting your head on shit
I loathe walking in places with low ceilings such as basements, planes or buses. I’m guaranteed to hit my head on something. Outside of each apartment on my floor is a light fixture hanging out the wall to illuminate the hallway. Since I’ve moved I’ve hit my head three times on that light fixture walking out my door. One time I was in a rush and hit my head particularly hard. I could have sworn I drew blood.
Finding pants that fit
Do you know how hard it is to find jeans with a 32/33 waist and a 36 inseam? I’ll tell you. Hard as shit. Finding a perfect fitting pair of jeans is like winning the lottery. I’ve found that Big and Tall Banana Republic and Levi Strauss relaxed jeans fit me best. Anything else is really hit or miss. Going through racks
on racks on racks of jeans to only see 30 or 32 inseam jeans is just insulting.
Everyone asking you dumb questions
“Do you play basketball?” “Where do you play?” The answer is yes but I don’t want to be labeled damn it. What if I wasn’t good at sports? I would be offended. What if I was good in sports but I played something like soccer? One time I was washing my hands in this public restroom and this older white guy stops me and asks me if I played for this high school basketball team. At the time I was 28. -_-
So you see being tall isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I’m sure some of y’all are still like get over it and be glad. You’re right, woe is me but I still wanted to share my discomforts. Can you relate to any of these problems? Or am I way off base?