I guess today is a holiday, though how would I know it? I’m at work, doing work (well, not right now) and I see no evidence of it being a holiday at all other than there are some oversized spiders hanging from the ceiling and spider webs everywhere. There is also some weirdo that doesn’t have a head riding around on his horse annoying me. When I asked him to get off his high horse and measure our heights back to back, he was about a head shorter than me. Sure he was a little bitter about having no head and all, but nowhere near the bitterness I have in being tall.
Accidental Greatness. Try as I might, because of my height, I can’t control being good at sports. I try to avoid being near basketball courts by laying on my couch doing nothing, because whenever I walk on a court, I am accidently blocking shots, doing 360 windmill dunks, or doing crossovers that would make Lebron look stupid. When I walk out on a football field, I accidently swat passes out of the way, on soccer fields I keep mistakenly scoring goals. It upsets some people, particularly people that actually do these things for a living. They practice for hours on end, doing insane things like running, lifting weights and shooting. You can’t imagine the burden I carry of automagically being good at sports without trying. It’s like people expect you to do it for a living. But it seems like a lot of work.
Growing up. I had to grow up way more than most. While some people were lucky enough to grow up slowly and gradually and then stop at a nice even height, I had to keep growing. It caused sore bones, lack of sleep, and unrealistic expectations that I could grab things on really high shelves. Imagine the bitterness I felt when someone short kept asking me, “Can you get this for me?” and “Can you get that for me?” or “Can you get that other thing for me?”. “Can you climb on this dangerous ladder and risk your life putting this thing up there for me?” or “Can you get down from the Empire State Building and stop swatting at the nice airplanes trying to kill you?”. Some people just have no idea how much it hurts being so tall.
Nicknames. There are all kinds of cruel, bitter nicknames for us. How about “Hey really tall guy up there!” or “What’s up tallie?” or “What’s the weather like up there, head in the clouds boy?” or “Hey do you want some Strawberry Tallcake?” or “Hey Bitter Green Giant, how is your corn and green beans!” or “What’s up guy that can screw in lightbulbs slightly easier than we can guy?” You have no idea how many days I came home from school or from work yesterday, and plopped on the couch that wasn’t quite long enough, and had to watch a 60″ inch TV that wasn’t quite as tall as me, and easily forgot all those insults. But it was a burden for those short few seconds. Don’t they know that I prefer to be heightily enhanced, not “tall”. Whatever, I’m not bitter(yes I am).
Doorways. Doorways, showerheads, chandeliers, trees and Spiderwebs were all things invented by someone who wanted to torture tall people. I imagine it was someone who was really smart and saavy and good with making things that on the surface seemed useful, but really subtly hated tall people because of their ability to read the weather about a millisecond faster than they could. I would like to come face to face with this person someday, so I could tell him or her how bitter I am about them, but I fear that I would have to sit down to get face to face with that person. No matter, I will get my revenge someday, by not getting something on the top shelf for them or booing them when they come up just short…of making the Hall of Inventions.
I know people have a lot of things to do today, so I will make this short…Have a bitter day of overeating, being hot and stuffy in your costume and having to work despite this being a holiday. I know I will be bitter.
Arrrggghhhhhh Boooo
Bitter Tallie Ben
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my favorite is, “omg you’re so tall.. will you take a picture with me?”
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And your response should be, “Is someone talking down there? You seem so far away,”
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you make me laugh. I have a friend whose 7ft even… i love harrassing him and watching what other people say. I look forward to reading more. stop by some time 🙂
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We are such a harrassed people. The hurt knees, the hurt from the bad jokes about us…I imagine your poor 7 ft. friend must have such a hard time with the questions about why he isn’t in the NBA and hitting his head on skyscrapers, etc.
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Trying being a tall female and having a strong love for high heel shoes! I’m already 5’10… with some heels on…. look out! I’m around 6’2 and feel like a giant next to my girlfriends.
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Business establishments should be required to put stepladders in place for short people to talk to us. Do they not care about the back pain caused by having us bend over to hear what the height challenged are saying?
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Be honest, though…..my teenage sons are both 6’2″ and whenever I ask them to empty the dishwasher they put things on ridiculously high shelves. If they’re not home to retrieve them for me I have to call in a helicopter service just to get a glass for a drink of water. Are they annoying me so I will stop asking them to do chores?
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Honestly, yes. Tall people avoid chores like the plague. It is revenge for having us reach all the way down to the dishwasher to put things in it.
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I’m sooooo excited for you!! This is awesome!!
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Kind of random, huh? Not the post I would have picked, but then again if I was in charge I wouldn’t have read such bitter nonsense either.
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Congrats on the Freshly Pressed. I’ve read your blog for a while now. Glad you got it. Well deserved!
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It only took me 230 some posts to get there. Look for me to be Bitterly Pressed in July 2015.
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Truuuuu
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We’re always getting shorted.
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Hahahaha… shorted! I believe I have found myself a new blog to read regularly
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Sometimes I even do short posts. There’s stuff to be bitter about for all ages.
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Reblogged this on toang24.
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Awww… But without you tall people in our lives, how would us short people EVER get things down from high shelves. You were made the way you are for very good reasons. Don’t knock it! Or, anyway, please don’t knock your head on the door lintel.
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Maybe we should use the short people to lift us up like on Austin Powers when he stands on Mini Me’s shoulders?
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Question about tagging posts… I saw on Freshly Pressed this was tagged in “rant” but on your post, you don’t have “rant” tagged. How the HELL do people tag their posts to be freshly pressed?!?! Ugh… I overly tag my posts and never get FP. Am I doing it in the wrong spot?
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I didn’t tag that post. The Freshly Pressed WordPress people did. I even thought this should have been done under humor, because rant didn’t really explain the post that well. Freshly Pressed is something you are chosen for by the WordPress staff. I’ve heard you don’t want to overtag or your posts don’t get on reader. I always make sure my number one category is humor and then lightly tag and most of the time it shows up on reader under humor.
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Hmm, yeah well I always see the same blogs getting pressed over and over and over again. Give someone else a chance! I think it’s rigged.
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I think so too. It took me 230 some posts before I got it, but then I see some that have only been around a few weeks get it.
I could give you the name of the guy that emailed me and you can slip him a few singles and maybe that will grease the wheels.
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Ha! Yeah maybe. I would probably just complain to him that FP is rigged and people are chosen by a computer system. I tag ALL my posts with humor and they never get “seen” and then some…
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I think they are humorists (prejudiced against humor) because even though mine was meant to be funny, it was played off as a “Rant”. I would just tag yours as “prose” or “poetry” or “serious reflections on life” and you will have a much better chance of getting FP’d.
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thanks
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Always glad to offer bad advice.
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thanks
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Lol I’m on the other end of the height spectrum.
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You are as tall as an ant? Sorry to hear that.
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Hahaha this cracked me up. I’ve accepted being tall, but I avoid basketball courts bc everyone thinks I will be good. I’m not. No depth perception. So then it just confuses them that I’m tall and not talented. Sigh.
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I’m neither short nor tall. Everywhere I go I feel like the world is generally designed to suite my needs and abilities. It’s probably a living hell, but I wouldn’t know otherwise.
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There are bitter reasons for every height. I may explore those someday too.
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Well at least your not wicked short !!!! Haha but i can imagine how much that must suck.
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At least short people don’t have to worry about their legs getting cramped into a tiny cubicle. And accidently hitting my head on basketball rims kinda sucks too.
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Touché . Haha !
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“Can you get this for me?” – I’m 5′ ‘tall’ and still that person – sorry!!!
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You need new friends that will realize you don’t have a ladder for legs.
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indeed, as i only have one rung haha 🙂
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My husband is 6′ 5″. One day I stood on the step I have for the things on the high shelf and he told me to “Try and chop vegetables on the counter while you are still on the step. I want you to see what I go through every day.” When we remodeled one of our bathrooms, the vanity was raised by 4″. I get it now.
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Yep. My legs are constantly hurting because they are being squished inside tiny cubicle or operas. Just kidding. I would never sit in a tiny cubicle.
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I love this! Being tall has it’s cons. Check out my repost on tall people problems…http://walkingtallinthecity.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/tall-people-problems/
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Yep, shorties just don’t think about all these things.
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Usually we hear the rants and complaints from the ‘not-so-tall’ so it’s really interesting to hear from you(: I don’t know if it’s just my country or culture or perhaps it’s just the people around us, if you are tall, that’s an assured advantage. My younger bro is about 2 heads taller than his fellow mates but he has nvr complain about being made fun of. Instead he gained a lot of attention (esp from the girls) I’m sure there are both advantage and disadvantage for every traits. But you can take it positively. It’s always a joy to help others so if you are able to help out the ‘shorter’ ones, do that! And be proud of it. Be happy about it! Because you lent a helping hand to someone else(:
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I try to tell people about the little things that they aren’t thinking about to be bitter about. Tall people rarely get their due. Everyone thinks their life is so easy but it isn’t.
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Strawberry Tallcake…I miss that stuff. It was so yummy.
My mom totally takes advantage of asking me to reach stuff for her. When I was young, she asked me to get stuff because I was closer to the ground. Once I got tall, I had to get stuff because I was taller than her. Now she just says, “Can you get that for me? You’re younger.”
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Mom’s are such exploiters. Just because they give you life and raise you until they die they want favors from you every once in a while. Such needy people they can be!
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HAHAHA!
Automagically is my new favorite word. XD
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I guess you will have to reserve that one for your next bestseller.
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HAHA.
I think a person has to first have ONE bestseller to have a next bestseller. XD
I’m still waiting for an opening to use that word in conversation.
Hasn’t happened yet.
I’ll hold my breath (at least for about two seconds before breathing again).
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There should be a lots of chances to use it. Just don’t hold your breath too long after the two seconds.
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I am five foot six, my wife the same and yet our son is six two. Go figure. He is ours. We are sure of it.
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I think we need to do some DNA testing. I’ll give Jerry Springer a call.
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If it is true than my wife had the good sense to cheat on me with a better looking man. I should be grateful.
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Whatever it takes to get a son that could play in the NBA.
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Freshly Pressed! Woot! I hope it brings many new friends your way. 😀 I’m 5’6″, which is just tall enough to make people ask you to grab things for them– and yet not tall enough to be a supermodel. 😉 Good thing I ended up being a math nerd who likes helping people grab things from shelves…
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I’m in the bitter zone with my height too. I’m tall enough to grab things off shelves, but not tall enough to be the starting center on the NBA All Star game.
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I never ask a tall person to climb on a ladder for me – their center of gravity is way too high. Mine is nice and close to the ground, so I feel much safer putting my super short stature on a ladder. Tell that to the next person who asks you to get on a ladder for them.
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I’m glad you won’t be asking me to get on ladders for you.
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Congrats on being Freshly Pressed, even though you’ll find a way to be bitter about it. Probably since it’s drawing more attention to the fact that you’re tall but don’t play for the Supersonics even though they mostly suck.
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sorry, that’s mostly suckED, of course! lol.
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Yeah, Sonics fans have a lot to be bitter about. Can’t keep a town from stealing from them, can’t steal from another town.
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And that it was OK City! Ouch!
GO Spurs!
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I am still bitter about how the Spurs ended last season. I will bitter to my grave about that.
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You know I will find a way to be bitter about it. I already have several post ideas. I’m not a native Seattlite so don’t much care about them. I am actually a Spurs fans which if you saw the Finals has way more reasons to be bitter.
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Congrats on being bitterly pressed! 🙂
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It is a bitter time. So many people coming by to bother my blog.
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And unruly tallie nose hairs and the pendulant boogers therein are the Universe’s punishment for short people.
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If we weren’t so tall, we would be able to reach down to the bathroom cabinet where the tweezers and pluck those stupid nose hairs. But alas, the bitter life of a Bitter Green Giant.
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I’ve dated dudes 6’6″, 6’7″, and 6’8″. At my local natural grocery, there is a guy 6’9″. At one point, he had a fellow skyscraper working with him but that guy left.
There can be only one.
Best thing about relationships with big dudes? You never have to worry about any food going bad in the fridge.
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I handle the food in our fridge very well thank you.
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My husband has a shirt that says “I am 6’9″, the weather is fine, don’t ask”. There was an article in dear Abbey about someone who was 6’9″ and actually felt like a freak when he entered a room. I asked my husband if this is how he feels. He said he feels like a God when he enters a room. Many advantages to being tall. We don’t own a step stool, etc…
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I assume he is almost always the one grabbing things from the top shelf? Reminds me of the commercial with Kevin durrant having to get leaves out of the gutter. Not such a glamourous life for the talls of the world.
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This is your first blog I have read. 🙂 believe me….I will keep reading.
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I wouldn’t suggest reading more. It is a rabbit hole that will just bring you bitterness.
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Lol I don’t mind. I am pretty cynical myself. Why blog if you are going discourage people from reading? Lol
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Just being bitterly sarcastic.
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Yes! To all of it. Being tall sucks – and have often wondered if that applies even more when you’re a girl. People assume you don’t need walking home, for example. I mean, I don’t, but the offer would be nice. I’ve been pulled in the middle of a catfight of women *I don’t even know* on more than one occasion, too, because they see my height and assume a) I’m good protection and/or b) I’m good at fighting.
Mirrors are never in the right place.
Kitchen sideboards are just a few inches too low.
Table/chair combinations are made for the inordinately short.
Driving can be a tad irksome, too – either the windscreen doesn’t go up high enough (so when you pull up to lights, you have to duck down in order to see them turn green), or there’s a steering wheel/knees/ribs issue.
As honeydidyouseethat also points out…living in England (not just that, but in a specific historical town where EVERYTHING is hundreds of years old, and that’s not an exaggeration) means low ceilings and door frames are a daily contender. The shop I work in is from the 1600s…if I go upstairs to the stock room, I have to crouch to stand up in there. The shop floor has a bit more headroom, but not much… I feel like Alice when she suddenly gets big again.
I mean, I’m not HUGELY tall (6’2), but it’s pretty big for a femme. As for finding women’s clothes and not living in men’s trainers…don’t get me started.
Tall people unite!
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Sounds like I should have consulted with you before doing this post. I assume people think that I’m pretty tall, but I’m not even as tall as you. I think we need to protest in Washington for tall rights!
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I will fly over and come to your aid, for tall people must stick together (if only to then laugh at the gravitational pull effect on all the short people around us…).
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Finally one other person that cares about the plight of the height. I guess short people don’t know we can fly either.
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I haven’t told anyone about the x-ray vision, either. That one’s just for us.
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I don’t want to embarass my boss who thinks she can talk bad about me the the doors are closed.
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Wait a minute…you’re under 6’2″? Get off the stage, imposter!
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Don’t worry, I never get invited on any stages. If I do, I usually fall off them.
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Wow, I never knew it was this hard to be tall. I have a fear of height and have secretly always admired tall people for living in a space I fear to reach. I agree we should be more sympathetic to tall people, they have a greater tendency to bump their head. My sympathy goes out to you all tall dearies.
Nice piece, points are clearly subtitled and argued.
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My first world problem of being tall is a rough one. Just wait until you see my bitterness on socks.
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I understand wearing socks and shoes would be a chore. you’ve got to go all the way down.
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Yep, it usually takes me a full minute just to sit down. Now you know why Godzilla is always ravaging cities. Just wants to find a nice place to sit.
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Lol
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I’ve always been admiring tall people
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I always envy the short ones.
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A conversation between a ‘normal’ sized person and someone holding the Lower end of the banner:
(Whilst looking at an enlarged poster of space)
McTavish: Whenever I see photographs like this one, I wonder about my place in the universe…
Me: Yeah…
McTavish: …. and feeling so small in the face of the big, wide universe.
Me: Yeah….
McTavish: I wonder how much smaller you feel.
Me: …
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Being taller than space is kind of a burden too.
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Im glad im not the only bitter tall person 😛 let me just say those squished seats on bus are a nightmare!
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I just thought I would be the voice, since no one else is talking for us “tallies”. What about our rights?
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Judging by the extent of your bitterness, I’m guessing you must be about 7 feet tall. You’ve probably never had to stand on a shelf in the grocery store to get something that is on a higher shelf. Or perhaps you were the person who came along just as I was standing precariously on the bottom shelf, straining to reach the peaches, and a tall person, maybe you, came along and said “I’ll get that for you miss.” When you are short you get called miss a lot, probably because they really want to call you “little miss” but they don’t because that would be degrading. But much better than being called “ma’am” so I’ll settle for miss and not be bitter. About being short. And being called miss. And having to stand on shelves in stores all the time.
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Let’s just say that I’m bitter that I’m tall and bitter for the shorties too.
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Poor you! No wonder you’re so bitter. Now I feel obligated to be nice to you, Bitter Green Giant.
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No need to be nice. I take any meanness and break it down into bitterness and absorb it to turn it to my advantage. So whatever you want to say is fine.
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I’m never short… on my pun supply!
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Well we welcome all of you really bad puns here, even if they are a little short on laughter.
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I’d hate to see you in England. Every few minutes you’d be knocking yourself because of doorways, oak beams… I wouldn’t laugh at you because it would make you bitter. Boo!
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Most people would hate to see me in England. They would be upset that I could out bitter them.
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I suppose you’re left-handed too Tallie!
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Nope a right handed tallie. But a bitter right hander.
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You forgot to mention that you tall people have the same number of vertebrae as we short people, but they have a lot more work to do. And sometimes those sore backs will make you cranky/bitter.
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Anytime either I or my vertabrae have to work harder that makes us bitter.
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Aah, 5’11 over here so I can totally relate to this bitterness. I hate how easy it is to just reach past and over people, like when you’re battling a group of Asian tourists to get on a bus. Also, people are forever asking you to help dust the top of their fridge. Psh.
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Or not being able to hide very well in hide and seek. Dang small kids with their easy hiding spots.
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Such trauma! Have you seen anyone about this? Bitter Halloween, Tall Face! 🙂
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How dare you call me Tall Face. I’m going go cry bitter tears in my bitter closet.
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Be comforted that your spinal discs are degenerating at your age and consequently compressing, so that in 20 yrs, you will have lost at least an inch and a half.
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Then I will be bitter that I am too short and do a post about it.
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Subtle powers too? Awesome.
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I’ve got all kinds of useless powers.
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I remember when being the tallest kid in your grade school class was an accomplishment. Now to get any respect I’m expected to do work or be a good person. I miss elementary school.
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I think I’d rather not be respected if it takes work and effort.
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Lofty one, perhaps you could be short for Halloween? And I have recommended your bitterness to the followers of Kelp.
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I’ll be short with people asking me for candy.
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I will never know the bitterness of being tall, since I am a bit short. I’ve come to accept it though.
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A way you can understand my people is to walk in our shoes. Attach a ladder to your feet and walk around. Understand our burden of having to reach things on the top shelf.
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I did go to dinner in three inch heels last weekend. Does that count? I felt pretty tall then.
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Wearing heels that tall would make me fall every time. So glad I don’t need those to be tall.
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Are you not bitter that short arses only get exclusive use of the term ‘vertically challenged?’
Kind Regards, ‘Lofty’ of Tunbridge Wells
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Short people get all the sympathy when people don’t realize how being tall is such a burden.
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Agreed! I am on the tall side myself although I think I’d be a tad bitter to have to live with Randy Newman’s song ringing in my ears, ‘Short People Got No Reason To Live!’
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I’m bitter about being tall and others being short. Kind of a shock I know.
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Not at all – it squares the circle of bitterness.
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Just like in Lyin’ King.
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I feel for ya Bitter Ben. I’m not tall, it’s just that a lot of people I know just happen to be shorter than me. It’s the worst isn’t it? Being stuck at the back of group shots, always getting the part as the tree in school plays. Only good part is, when the tree falls over, everyone else falls over too. Mwhaha 🙂
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I do like the part of falling on other people. Oops….
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I threw a perfect game by mistake once. Oops I guess
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It kind of annoys me when I perform feats of marvel.
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Tell me about it
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