So I'm kind of short.
Like a lot short, actually.
Like a smidge under 5 feet, even.
(Officially I'm 4'11 and 3/4, but I always try to get people to say 5 feet. Alas, people at doctor's offices usually have to be accurate, so I'm usually always put down as 4'11 and 3/4. *sigh*)
But this shortness? Presents a few problems. For instance, I could never be a flight attendant. I'm too short to reach the overhead bins. Not that I would ever be a flight attendant since I dislike flying, but I'd like to have the option, thankyouverymuch.
The other problem, though, has been troubling me quite a bit as of late. I like to call it "The Hug Problem."
See, when I hug people (if they're taller than, say, a 12-year-old) I'm in a bit of a dilemma. Ain't no way I'm tall enough to be able to rest my head over peoples' shoulders when we hug. Sometimes I can go up on tip-toe and have my neck craned awkwardly upwards so that it just barely reaches their shoulder. But that's no fun cause I just end up with a crick in my neck.
Or, I can just go straight in. This usually results in either a) a face-plant straight into the boobs/chest area or b) the side of my head smashed into the boobs/chest area. Which isn't awkward AT ALL.
Oh yes, my head has visited many a boob/chest area.
So as much as I enjoy some huggin' lovin', it's always a problem. My BFF D. always bends down to hug me, for which I am eternally grateful and is another reason why I love her to death, but it always looks slightly ridiculous and like she's hugging a 5-year-old. Which, I suppose, is partly why I love nannying. I can hug on my kiddos all I want and there's no neck-smashing or face-into-boobs/chest-ing! (At least not for me, that is.)
The one good thing, though, about being so short? If my boobs are well-hidden under clothing, I can sometimes get in for a kid's price at the movies.