10/23/2014

The Height of Oddity

Story Sent in by Jason:

In her profile, Desiree had written that she liked taller guys. I'm six-foot-four, so I think I might qualify. She didn't ask me my height while we were first sending messages to each other, and I didn't volunteer it. After all, I thought it was pretty obvious from my photos that I was a taller guy.

When we met in person, she remarked about my height, but not in the way I was expecting. "Wow," she said, "you're... short."

I informed her, "I'm six-four. You dating a lot of seven-footers?"

She said, "You'd be surprised. Compared to most of the guys I date, you're definitely in the shorter camp."

"Well, I'm six-four. I thought that made me taller than average. Sorry."

She laughed. "You're definitely not taller than average. Unless you're six-eight or above, You're too short for me."

For reference, Desiree was about five-foot-nothing. I said, "Do you still want to do dinner?"

She laughed, "With a pipsqueak like you? No offense, but you're not my type. I figure you'd prefer honesty. But you really should've told me your height beforehand."

"I thought it would be obvious from my photos."

"Oh. I didn't really remember. I focus more on the words someone writes in their messages, not the superficiality of photos."

Whatever. We actually wound up grabbing a quick drink, but we went Dutch on it and we never went out again.

2 comments:

  1. "I thought it would be obvious from my photos."

    "Oh. I didn't really remember. I focus more on the words someone writes in their messages, not the superficiality of photos."

    *...GASP...* Can't breathe.....Must.... not.... let.... head.... explode!

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  2. And then she dated Shaq...

    http://static1.businessinsider.com/image/4e413eeb69bedd8f0b00000c/shaquille-oneal.jpg

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