Short People

In case Boss walks in and looks over my shoulder to see what I'm working on, I'll preface this by pointing out that I'm on my lunch break. And, if he can see over my shoulder, I must be sitting down, which brings me to the topic at hand....

While waiting for my car yesterday, a short man was making conversation with me. As he talked, I realized that his style of conversation and his build reminded me of a good friend from high school. Then I thought that his mouth reminded me of my friend's friend. As the man walked away, his gait resembled that of my friend's other friend. All three, like this man, were short.

Of course, I'm 6'3" tall (metric users will have to convert it yourselves; all I know is that I'm a shade under two meters), so "short" is a broader term for me than for most other people. The average height given for American men is 5'10". My high school friends were all shorter than this, which made the comparison to the car-repair man that much easier.

Maybe it's just because I've always been tall for my age, but many of my friends have been short. I have a picture of me and three friends which my dad took right before my junior high graduation. Naturally, I'm standing in the back. (I learned at a very young age that I should always go to the back or to the end of the line because they usually arranged us by height or alphabetical order.) My shortest friend at the time stood right in front of me. The kicker is that both of us wore navy blue blazers that day, and they matched exactly in color, and he stood directly in front of me, so the photo makes it look like I have two heads!

Short people are fun.