Those of you who happen to follow my blog know that I am tall – hence (obviously) the name, Not Another Tall Blog. Since I started it, i.e. ten months ago, I had to publicly announce my height. Not that I mind, as this is who I am, but… this got me some unexpected (and, frankly, unwanted!) attention.
Truth be told, this is totally my fault. But, then, there is a certain price to pay for publicising your posts through Facebook. I touched on this is one on my posts about protecting bloggers’ privacy on Facebook. In an effort to gain more traffic, I decided to join the tall people groups on the social network. Yes, I do actually get lots of traffic this way – but not only. Here the fun began.
Now and then, I’d randomly get messages from strangers. Some of them actually rather pleasant, so I don’t mind entering a conversation with them. Others brutally persistent and arrogant, leading to the most logical result: being blocked by me. Others I ignore, sorry.
So, I decided to put together a short summary of the most common, as well as some unusual, questions I get asked. Just for the fun of it.
Height Related Boring Questions
When someone decides to message me (for whatever reason), the top question, obviously and imminently, is: “How tall are you?” And, then, I can pretty much bet on what the reaction will be: “Nooo, you can’t be that tall! You look average on your pictures!” So I am supposed to argue to prove my height? No, thanks. I prefer to take this as a compliment: “Well, I am lucky to have a proportionate figure, so my height doesn’t show on photos!”
Some of them go on bombarding me with more questions of this sort (and, like, immediately!): what is your shoe size, how old are you… The other day I politely asked this girl to stop messaging me. Her reaction? Nice and sweet: “YOU FUCKING GIANT BITCH!!!” I’ll leave it for you to guess what I did.
Next top question: Who was tall in your family, your mum or dad? And the first one in the series of empty/pointless questions. Whether I take it from my mum, dad, or great grandparents, the fact won’t change: I am as tall as I am.
Can you find clothes in the shops?
This question I actually don’t mind too much, so depending on my mood and availability of time, I could actually talk about this. A question which is, not surprisingly, very common. And ever so boring, sorry, can’t help but yawn now.
Do you play basketball/volleyball/any-ball?
Really, is there nothing more imaginative you can come up with? Yes, I used to play basketball, and I, frankly, sucked at it. But if I admit this, I will enter an endless discussion, so better keep my mouth shut.
Are all women in your country so tall?
How am I supposed to answer this… Haven’t read the latest population count report, sorry. Plus, can I even be sure which country they are referring to? I am an expat, so they have a choice of two countries. But, then, most of them haven’t bothered to read my blog, so won’t know this anyway. They have no particular country in mind, I can bet on this.
Do you wear heels?
Now, this is when I feel like screaming. Get a life, will you!
Height Related Weird Questions
Top stupid question that got me in stitches: “I heard that riding a bicycle can make you tall – is that true?” No comment. Or no, I will comment: this is the most ridiculous thing I have ever (I repeat: ever!) heard.
I have a fetish for large feet. What is your shoe size?
Not that I am a prude, but somehow I choose to stay quiet and simply delete such messages. Sorry, don’t want any more trouble.
I am 5’5″, where will I come up to compared to you, your underarms, your chest?
Honestly? I don’t care.
How old was your son when he was my height?
Now, this rings alarm bells: I must have missed updating the security settings on some Facebook photo, as strangers aren’t supposed to have access to any photos of my kids. Quick, change the settings – now!
I am 180/183/184 cm – do you think I’m tall?
Honestly, you want my opinion? OK, I don’t think you are! Which then leads to a heated discussion aiming to convince me that he is tall. What was the point in asking my opinion, if you were going to disagree anyway?
I am 180/183/184 cm, would you date me if we were both single?
A bit of a pointless question really, as I am not single… So how does it matter??
Blog (and Sometimes Height) Related Questions
Why do you have a blog?
Because I want to… What else can I say. Why do you do what you do??
Why don’t you write about short men?
Why would I…?
Did you write all these posts?
Huh. Sure I did. I guess I can take this as a compliment, too: I must be like a multi-arm god or something…
This list doesn’t even begin to cover it, but I can always gather material for a follow-up post in a few month’s time.
P.S. And no, I am not 6’3″ as shown on the photo. A bit taller than this. ;)
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