Tuesday, 25 August 2009

  • Short Men/Tall Women

    Last week on a sweltering hot Sunday I went to the gas station to fill up my beyond empty tank. On arriving I saw that there was a line of cars already waiting because one side was completely obstructed by a big van with no driver in sight.

    Frustrated and hot with my panting shih tzu next to me in the front seat, I silently cursed the person and tried to be patient as the line slowly decreased. After twenty minutes waiting and still not at the front of the line a gorgeous man ran out to the obstructing van and jumped in. He saw me waiting, apologized, and moved his vehicle.  After driving up to the now free pump and before I even had a chance to get out, the cute van man walked up to my window.  "Hey sorry about that. You have a gorgeous dog - can I pet her?" he said with a striking smile. I obliged and there was instant attraction between us.

    He told me about the recent loss of his dog and we effortlessly made small talk. There was one problem, though - he was about 5'4" and I am around 5'7".  He had no idea how tall I was because I had been sitting in the car the whole time. I was mortified to get out and pump my gas because then he would know the giant truth about my height.  Luckily I had unknowingly pulled into a full service lane and the gas station attendant ran up to the car and began filling it. After a few more minutes Mr. Van Man asked for my number and in a moment of self confidence (hey I can be taller than him, it's not that bad) I gave it to him. That evening he called and I sat there letting it ring debating whether to answer.

    "It's not his fault he is vertically challenged and you are vertically endowed. Give it a chance, you guys have chemistry," the angel on my  right shoulder whispered.  "Are you kidding me? He is going to freak when he sees how much taller you are, talk about an awkward moment.  You know you are always going to feel bigger than him...and do you really need to add to your stereotypical woman's body issues?" the devil on my left shoulder hissed.

    The phone was still ringing and as I reached to answer I drew back my hand. All the confidence I had gained in the last few years could not stand up to the test. I sighed...Maybe next time.

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