Monday, May 24, 2010

Tape Measure

This weekend, I was at a BBQ but was getting ready to leave, and a couple of the guys (who mind you were both in relationships) came up to me and asked why I was leaving, and then height was brought up. The typical comments were made "wow, you are SO tall" "I feel normal sized talking to everyone else, but then I come and talk to you and I feel like a midget", "Did you ever play basketball?", etc. I stated that I was 6'1 and although clearly shorter than me, they too stated "No way!" And then they too claimed that they were 6'1. After some "back to back" chants, I was "measured" back-to-back against every guy at the party. Then... a new one... the tape measure was brought out to measure my height. Literally the tape measure was brought out! I can't recall this ever happening before... but never ceases to amaze me what people will ask and what extent they will go to... even at age 29! Will I be 80 and still get tape measured? I mean, no one offered to measure the thickness of people pot bellies... I should have suggested that as our next move. But yes, I measured at 6'1, exactly the height I claimed to be. All the guys measured out shorter than they claimed and shorter than me. I left the BBQ, hugged the boys and stated "maybe next year you can catch up, but I won't hold my breath" they laughed and I did too. I just sort of wish I had wore my 4 inch heals! And rocked it like a super model - make the shorties suffer a little bit more. :)

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