Tall people have to watch high and low to avoid painfully funny happenings

I have shared before that I am 6’5″ tall, so I have carried nicknames like “Tree,” “Stick,” “Wilt” and “High Pockets” on occasion. Being tall is nice, but there are moments when you would prefer being a little more diminutive. Those are the occasions when you bump your head or step on something. The latter usually occurs when you pay attention to higher obstacles and, of course, the converse is true when looking out for low ones.

One of my more painful moments occurred in college when I was walking in a downtown garage near sunset. The sun blinded me enough that I walked right into an I-Beam that cracked me across my forehead and literally staggered me like a well-punched fighter. Fortunately, no one saw me, but if I had gone down, there would have been no one to help either.

Then, there was the time we visited the older portion of the Grove Park Inn in Asheville. Unfortunately, the ceiling slopes near the windows, so when my wife beckoned me to see something below, I walked over and cold-cocked myself on the ceiling. Later that day, I had become wary that the bathroom entrance had a modest step up. So, watching my footwork closely, I banged the same old head into the upper door frame.

Being parent of three children, who are older now but were fond of Lego’s when younger, you learn a painful lesson about the Lego blocks. They hurt like hell when you step on one with a bare foot. Usually, you watch ahead when you walk, so I have missed seeing the stray Lego on multiple occasions. Ouch!

Also, at home, I am the one that can reach up to get things, but I am the same one that cannot see what is on a lower shelf in the refrigerator. I will ask my wife where something is and she will walk over and get it from the shelf I could not fully see. She has become used to it. She is the same person who tells people I drive “an easy chair” as I put the seat way back.

At work, we created these glass offices for a couple of folks who had confidential discussions. I had a colleague who is 6’9″ who walked directly into the upper door frame, which was lower than the average door. Not to be outdone, a few months later, I walked through the same door, but stood on my toes to see if the occupant was on the phone. In so doing, I elevated my four-inch shorter frame and hit the bottom of the same upper door frame. Ouch again!

Finally, this may be more from growing up in Florida, but as a tall person, snow skiing is quite funny for others to watch when I do it, or attempt to do it. A falling tree comes to mind. I am a firm believer that skiing instructors should first ask you to lay on the ground with your skis and get up. As that is what we new comers will be doing a lot of. Timber!

I have always loved being tall. It has allowed me many liberties – not getting carded when younger, being easier to spot or spot someone else, giving me a shot to play on the high school basketball team, giving me a little more presence when I had not earned it, etc. It comes with challenge of more lower back pain, neck and shoulder injuries and other ailments. It also comes with some comical moments. And, always remember the following irrespective of your height. Laugh at yourself and the world laughs with you. Cry and you cry alone.

8 thoughts on “Tall people have to watch high and low to avoid painfully funny happenings

  1. Too funny, BTG! You could never live in the UK in one of those ancient houses with the low ceilings and open cross beams. You’d be either in a constant concussive state or permanently stooped over. I can just see that…and it would not be in the least humourous. But, I am grinning at the mental image…..
    Be tall and…carry on!
    R.

    • Raye, we did a tour in Ireland, so I had to duck a lot. Thank goodness I am hard headed. The biggest problem I face is those 52 seat airplanes as I have to scrunch over all the way inside. I tell people my lone competency is height. Take care, BTG

  2. We have the same sort of issue in our house. My husband is over six foot, both boys are now over that height also, or just about that height. One day, I woke up the realisation that I was the shortest person in the family and I have to constantly ask one of the men to take something down for me. They love those higher shelves.

    • Judy, my boys are over 6’2″ as well. My daughter takes delight in her 5’7″ frame which is an inch taller than her mom. The least those boys can do is help mom with the high shelves. Take care, BTG

  3. Hilarious. I can relate to the refrigerator issue. My former husband was 6’3″. He could never find stuff in the fridge. But he sure was handy to have when I needed something from the top shelf of the cupboards.

    • Thanks. We are good for some things – it makes up for my deficiencies. I should have added clothes shopping offers less selection and every dentist chair is not built for someone my size.

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