Is Your Story True?

[Stella_Omega]

I don't NEED to say it. It's an observation, baby.

Ah, so merely unfortunately phrased?

 

[only_more_so]

Hey, no fair!
Do you have clearance to use your ninja powers in this thread???

That's how ninja's operate baby! Besides, I did said I avoid rather than repress.

 

[BlackShanglan]

One time when I was in this tiny Sainsbury's in England, I couldn't reach the milk. Lord, I wanted that milk. It's such a drag to have to ask people for help (because they either laugh or ignore you), and tippy-toes can only get you so high.

What shockingly cruel people you live near. I really wish, now, that you lived nearby, and I could take you to the grocery store on my back any time you liked. Then you could balance standing on my back, if you liked, and laugh down scornfully at all of those lesser mortals. And I would step on their toes.

I had a professor in college - a wonderful woman, sadly missed - who was quite short. She said that when she first began at the university, she was in an elevator and a male member of the faculty actually patted her on the head and said, "What a nice little woman!" She paused, then continued with a certain relish, "He's never understood why I've opposed everything he's ever tried to do in this department."

*chuckle*

 

[only_more_so]

One time when I was in this tiny Sainsbury's in England, I couldn't reach the milk. Lord, I wanted that milk. It's such a drag to have to ask people for help (because they either laugh or ignore you), and tippy-toes can only get you so high.
I asked a couple of people to help me reach and no one would.
So I grabbed a bunch of leeks (why the leeks were with the milk is beyond me) and used them to scoot the little milk carton towards me.
Thankfully, the milk, the leeks and me all came out unscathed and blissfully not covered with milk.

It is amazing how unhelpful people can be. Once, while changing planes in Colorado, I had just taken advantage of the facilities and was about to go wash my hands. A guy in the handicap stall called out for help while pushing open the door. Basically everyone just avoided looking at him and hurried on their way. He apparently had severe muscular control issues and was unable to get his legs onto the foot stirrups for his chair (he also didn't have his pants pulled up). Anyway, it took a little effort, but I got his feet repositioned. The weird thing is that when he said thank-you, I could have sworn he used my name. But with how awkward the situation was, I just said you're welcome and left.

As for getting things off the shelf for people... I have done that more than once. I've even gone two aisles over to help someone because the people in the store weren't very helpful. Although, sometimes I see people reaching for something and fell like I should help, but I've gotten too many negative reactions when I volunteer.

 

[hmmnmm]

On the other hand, what may be real in one mind may be considered unreal in another.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

So are you telling us that you aim to kick and chop that poor man's, erm, naughty bits? That's rather cheeky of you.

No, quite the opposite. I'm always aiming near the level of my naughty bits for the head of my opponent. I'm the tall one

I saw a really short woman when getting dinner after class on Tuesday. She couldn't have been 5'-0". I'd guess closer to 4'-9" actually. Tiny little woman that facinated me. I've seen her there before, and I'm very tempted to ask her out just because of the size difference.

I'm also terrified by women my height or taller (and yes, I have seen them around).

 

[tickledkitty]

On the other hand, what may be real in one mind may be considered unreal in another.

You should turn that AV upside down I think.

 

[only_more_so]

I saw a really short woman when getting dinner after class on Tuesday. She couldn't have been 5'-0". I'd guess closer to 4'-9" actually. Tiny little woman that facinated me. I've seen her there before, and I'm very tempted to ask her out just because of the size difference.

I'm also terrified by women my height or taller (and yes, I have seen them around).

Aside from TV, I can only remember seeing one woman taller than me, and she was significantly taller since she had to duck through a doorway I never thought twice about. But I'm not particularly terrified of women near my height. Although whenever I meet anyone taller than me, I feel oddly inadequate (might happen a few times a year).

I actually have a thing for small women. Especially if they are spunky.

 

[bluebell]

As for getting things off the shelf for people... I have done that more than once. I've even gone two aisles over to help someone because the people in the store weren't very helpful.

That's so nice! I've never had anyone do that for me.
Unless you count me guilting my taller friends into reaching things for me. Some of them are cruel enough to stand there and watch me flounder while they laugh.

Although, sometimes I see people reaching for something and fell like I should help, but I've gotten too many negative reactions when I volunteer.

Retail is an apathetic nightmare peopled mostly by apathetic nightmares.
Too bad about the negative reactions. Humans can be doo-doo heads.
In fact, I maintain that most of humanity would be much nicer if they just got their brains shagged out in a screeching, wailing, claw-the-walls-and-ride-'em-cowboy kinda way once a week.
Alas...

What shockingly cruel people you live near. I really wish, now, that you lived nearby, and I could take you to the grocery store on my back any time you liked. Then you could balance standing on my back, if you liked, and laugh down scornfully at all of those lesser mortals. And I would step on their toes.

Shanglan, you are incessantly delightful. All the lightbulbs burn dim when you speak.
And by gum, if your offer doesn't just sound very Pippi Longstocking-esque.
What fun that would be!
I dressed as her for Halloween once; wire through the braids an' all.
*sigh* I love Pippi.

I had a professor in college - a wonderful woman, sadly missed - who was quite short. She said that when she first began at the university, she was in an elevator and a male member of the faculty actually patted her on the head and said, "What a nice little woman!" She paused, then continued with a certain relish, "He's never understood why I've opposed everything he's ever tried to do in this department."

*chuckle*

Funny!
Oof. The Head-Pat. I've gotten that many a time. I think I can handle the head-patting, but I am personally loathe to deal with the "Kiddo" comments.
If someone (especially a man) calls me kiddo, he'd better back away because I have a swinging distance policy. As in, he'd better be outside it or else he's gonna get walloped.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Aside from TV, I can only remember seeing one woman taller than me, and she was significantly taller since she had to duck through a doorway I never thought twice about. But I'm not particularly terrified of women near my height. Although whenever I meet anyone taller than me, I feel oddly inadequate (might happen a few times a year).

I actually have a thing for small women. Especially if they are spunky.

There is a woman that I have seen at the mall that is close to seven feet tall, and thick (not fat, just thick). She had to weigh significantly more than I do.

And yes, I love energetic little women. Damn. Competition...

 

[bluebell]

No, quite the opposite. I'm always aiming near the level of my naughty bits for the head of my opponent. I'm the tall one

I know, but I had such a funny image when I was picturing it my way.
I like thinking of guys afraid to spar with you- worried for their manly bits.

I saw a really short woman when getting dinner after class on Tuesday. She couldn't have been 5'-0". I'd guess closer to 4'-9" actually. Tiny little woman that facinated me. I've seen her there before, and I'm very tempted to ask her out just because of the size difference.

I'm also terrified by women my height or taller (and yes, I have seen them around).

That's because they might have a chance of kicking your goaty little behind! And your genital sparring wouldn't be any help while duking it out with a lady.
(See how much more fun it is to infer that you try to kick people in the junk?)

You should ask her out. But only if she looks feisty.

I actually have a thing for small women. Especially if they are spunky.

And yes, I love energetic little women. Damn. Competition...

Oh so you're the two.
(And with good taste.)

 

[Stella_Omega]

What shockingly cruel people you live near. I really wish, now, that you lived nearby, and I could take you to the grocery store on my back any time you liked. Then you could balance standing on my back, if you liked, and laugh down scornfully at all of those lesser mortals. And I would step on their toes. ..

What a wonderful horse

 

[only_more_so]

Oh so you're the two.
(And with good taste.)

Actually, I think a lot of tall guys have a thing for short women. I'm not exactly sure what it is aside from the whole "opposite's attract" thing.

BTW TGP, you don't have to worry about competition from me, I'm on the wrong coast!

 

[TheeGoatPig]

You should ask her out. But only if she looks feisty.

I think she works/worked at the restaurant. I'll ask this other girl I know if she is single first (and over 18, been on the wrong side of that discussion before). No point in hitting on a girl who can headbutt my junk without leaning over much...

 

[bluebell]

Actually, I think a lot of tall guys have a thing for short women. I'm not exactly sure what it is aside from the whole "opposite's attract" thing.

Maybe. Or else they're just fulfilling all those prophecies family members make after realizing you're going to stay the height you're at (short or tall):
"Oh, you're such a shortie! You'll probably marry a really tall man! Tee hee!"
Heh.
Still, no objections.

I know that Sylvia Plath was really worried about who she would marry. She refused to date tiny men. Only liked tall, broad men. Otherwise she felt all Amazonian. Bless her.

No point in hitting on a girl who can headbutt my junk without leaning over much...

Now that is a divine image.

 

[only_more_so]

Maybe. Or else they're just fulfilling all those prophecies family members make after realizing you're going to stay the height you're at (short or tall):
"Oh, you're such a shortie! You'll probably marry a really tall man! Tee hee!"
Heh.
Still, no objections.

Family members made fun of your height? Did you fall that far from the tree? People never really made fun of my height, except to laugh when I hit my head on something. Of course, they are also the same people who say, "it must be nice." Sure it's nice to be able to store things on top of the cabinets, and not just on the top shelf. But shopping for clothes is a painful experience, not to mention doorways, showerheads, cars (I actually had to try on cars to see if I fit!).

I'm the tallest in my family, but not by too much. My mom used to joke that walking around with me, my brother and my father was like walking around with body guards, since at only 5'6" or so, we had her by 8-12 inches each. Anyway, it was a thing of pride, so they never made fun of me. It's kind of a family tradition to be freakishly tall. My dad's great aunt was apparently 6'1" tall and when she got her hunting license, they had to put 5'13" because the 5' part was already printed on the women's licenses.

As for prophecies... The only one who ever made such a prophecy was my high school bus driver. She even told about someone she knew that it happened to. Apparently when they remodeled the house, they had the counters moved up so he wouldn't get back strain, and then had a shelf installed six or eight inches up so that she could use them too. Of course, the bus driver also called me ornery, even though I was best behaved kid on the bus (heck, the vice principle gave me the master key to the school on occasion).

 

[BlackShanglan]

One of my mother's delights in her current home is that she was able to intercede at the building stage and have them raise the counter surfaces several inches. The builder was hesitant, as to his eye that made them too high. Finally she dropped by to discuss the matter with him, and he realized that at about six feet, she was just the woman for those counters.

 

[bluebell]

Family members made fun of your height? Did you fall that far from the tree?

Heh. No. Just one of those weird things that people say. I think everyone is born with some stockpile of conditioned questions and responses.
Like, "So what are you doing with your life?" being directed to all people considered "younger".
God save them (the people who have to muster an answer, I mean).

I'm the tallest in my family, but not by too much. My mom used to joke that walking around with me, my brother and my father was like walking around with body guards, since at only 5'6" or so, we had her by 8-12 inches each. Anyway, it was a thing of pride, so they never made fun of me. It's kind of a family tradition to be freakishly tall. My dad's great aunt was apparently 6'1" tall and when she got her hunting license, they had to put 5'13" because the 5' part was already printed on the women's licenses.

Egads!
I found myself wishing I'd had you or TGP around today. I was stranded in the funhouse that is Bed, Bath and Beyond and had taken an item from a peg just a little higher than I could reach. It took me a full seven minutes on tippy-toes to get it back on the peg. I was really thinking I'd have to buy it because I couldn't get it back up there.
(I finally did, but backwards. Shhh!)
Sheesh.

Of course, the bus driver also called me ornery, even though I was best behaved kid on the bus (heck, the vice principle gave me the master key to the school on occasion).

Well, you are an evil genius ninja, are you not?

One of my mother's delights in her current home is that she was able to intercede at the building stage and have them raise the counter surfaces several inches. The builder was hesitant, as to his eye that made them too high. Finally she dropped by to discuss the matter with him, and he realized that at about six feet, she was just the woman for those counters.

I'm sure that stepping on him could have been just as valid a form of persuasion.
Luckily it didn't come to that (although it might have been kind of funny).

Well. I do believe we have enacted the threadjackiest threadjack I've seen in a bit.
Well done us.
(Sorry LadySt.)

 

[only_more_so]

Well. I do believe we have enacted the threadjackiest threadjack I've seen in a bit.
Well done us.
(Sorry LadySt.)

Well, they are "true" stories! I was more afraid someone would mention getting a room, rather than that we were thread-jacking.

BTW, I think I should definately go with you next time you go shopping. Especially if it is someplace with high shelves and/or lingerie.

 

[bluebell]

Well, they are "true" stories! I was more afraid someone would mention getting a room, rather than that we were thread-jacking.

Er, I was afraid of that too. However, it seems that everyone but us (and possibly TGP) has ceased reading.
We've alienated them all! http://bestsmileys.com/crying/8.gif

BTW, I think I should definately go with you next time you go shopping. Especially if it is someplace with high shelves and/or lingerie.

You are so sweet to think of my needs that way.
Many a time has the bra I'm after been far above my reach. And we've already discussed the nonplussed, non-presence of retail staff.
We all win.

 

[only_more_so]

Er, I was afraid of that too. However, it seems that everyone but us (and possibly TGP) has ceased reading.
We've alienated them all! http://bestsmileys.com/crying/8.gif

Then I suppose we should quit thread-jacking. Of course, I can foresee the discussion of stopping the thread-jack taking more messages than the original thread-jack.

You are so sweet to think of my needs that way.
Many a time has the bra I'm after been far above my reach. And we've already discussed the nonplussed, non-presence of retail staff.
We all win.

Yep... That's me, oh so sweet. And I have noticed that the hooks in the changing room are often very high as well...

Actually, that would almost make a good lit story. Not a terribly believable scenario, but then again, how many of them are?

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Then I suppose we should quit thread-jacking. Of course, I can foresee the discussion of stopping the thread-jack taking more messages than the original thread-jack.



Yep... That's me, oh so sweet. And I have noticed that the hooks in the changing room are often very high as well...

Actually, that would almost make a good lit story. Not a terribly believable scenario, but then again, how many of them are?

Zero of mine

 

[bluebell]

Then I suppose we should quit thread-jacking. Of course, I can foresee the discussion of stopping the thread-jack taking more messages than the original thread-jack.

Well!
Are you trying to tell me something? Like, maybe I talk too much?
Ehhhh? *eyeballs you*

Anyway, we've probably gone miles past thread-jack and have zoomed straight into thread-killing.

Yep... That's me, oh so sweet. And I have noticed that the hooks in the changing room are often very high as well...

They are. I always have to stretch. And there's never enough. You can hold the hangers, too.

Actually, that would almost make a good lit story. Not a terribly believable scenario, but then again, how many of them are?

What are you talking about? Everyone knows there are gangbangs (of every species) going on all the time. Some of us just...don't...see...them?
*gasp*
You may have just turned the thread back to the original point!

Zero of mine

Oh sure. Like you haven't had some intimate encounters with a tentacled monster?
Not buying it.

 

[only_more_so]

Well!
Are you trying to tell me something? Like, maybe I talk too much?
Ehhhh? *eyeballs you*

Anyway, we've probably gone miles past thread-jack and have zoomed straight into thread-killing.


They are. I always have to stretch. And there's never enough. You can hold the hangers, too.


What are you talking about? Everyone knows there are gangbangs (of every species) going on all the time. Some of us just...don't...see...them?
*gasp*
You may have just turned the thread back to the original point!

Nope, you don't talk too much, and I would love to hold the hangers especially if I can do it from inside the changing room Hence the story idea.

A short girl doing some shopping, gets some help reaching the top shelf by a tall guy. They bump into each other a different store and again he helps. Then she is shopping for lingerie, can't reach something and happens to see the tall guy walk by. She pulls him into the lingerie shop, has him grab the wanted items. He says something witty with sufficient sexual overtones, she replies in kind. They find themselves in the changing room, perhaps she hangs her current panties on his rod while trying on the new panties. Blah blah blah, they have sex. The store manager comes over and she says they'll have to pay for all the stuff they are having sex on. The coupling duo ask if anything else in the store is for sale, the manager says some things are free, disrobes and joins in. Then the cash register girl wonders where the manager went to, and she joins in. Then a delivered man can't find anyone and goes poking around the store, find them and he joins in. Then the security guard wanders by and sees a girl stealing some lingerie. So he grabs he and drags her to find the manager, and then the both end up joing in.

Yep, happens every day.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Oh sure. Like you haven't had some intimate encounters with a tentacled monster?
Not buying it.

I've never done a girl doggy style. That's how limited my sex life has been up until now.

No celebrities either. Even Paris Hilton rejected me (or should that be a dancing nana? I don't have any STDs or leprecy after all )