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Thursday, July 18, 2013
It's not easy being the height of a fifth-grader in an adult-sized world.
You wear heels just to come up to the shoulders of co-workers. Or maybe their kids. If you're lucky.
You are so used to looking up at people, you have no clue a) how tall anyone is, since 5'11" seems about the same as 6'7" from your perspective; and b) you have no clue how short you are, until you see pictures of you and normal-sized people.
Even petite clothes are sometimes too long.
In crowds, you're armpit level. Think about how this might affect you at, say, Riverbend in August.
The point is, there are minor issues that have become completely normal for me, to the point where I don't even notice them anymore.
Until this week.
It hit me the other morning with a 1-2 punch.
It started when I was climbing on top of my kitchen countertop to get my coffee travel mug, since I can't reach the top shelf where my husband puts them.
Editor's note: I could use this moment to complain that he puts them on the top shelf, but he puts dishes away. So I'll just continue to climb to avoid stoppage of that action.
After climbing Mt. Countertop I came to work and we started using a handheld camera during GMTS.
Another editor's note: If you haven't seen it, tune in and see the changes we're making. We hope you'll like them.
Anyway, the unintended consequence of these behind-the-scenes, peeling-back-the-layers kind of camera shots is that you see the multitudes of boxes that I have to stand on, which, along with 3-inch-heels, make me just-below-normal height.
No more hiding.
I remember the first time I heard "Short People" by Randy Newman. At first, it was in the "Songs That Clearly Are Written About Me" category, along with "Brown Eyed Girl" and "I Was Country When Country Wasn't Cool."
Then I listened to the lyrics.
Short people got no reason to live? Nobody to love? Nasty little feet? Grubby little fingers?
You don't want no short people ‘round here?
No wonder I have a complex. Newman says he was going for irony. Hmm. I think he fell a little, well, short.
And based on my cabinet and booster box height, apparently so did I.
From Today's GMTS:
-More Time on Twitter, Less Time In Purgatory: Pope Francis says he will grant "plenary indulgences" via Twitter as part of World Youth Day. I clearly must have missed this in Sunday School. Also, I'm Protestant. So there's that, too.
And it's a whole lot better promise than "I'll follow back."
Read more here .
-Kenny Loves Cornhole: Though this is technically not from GMTS, it is so great I have to share. ESPN's Kenny Mayne sets a world record (for a minute) at the Cornhole World Championships at Turfway Park.
-Follow me on Facebook: That sounds more like a command than a request, but it's alliterative, so I'm leaving it. Just click the ‘like' button on this new page and get all kinds of important updates, like my thoughts on coffee creamer, east coast bias and words I hate.
While you're at it, follow me on Twitter , too.
Today's Distracting Link:
If you don't laugh at this, you have no soul. It's a Ruff Start.
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