Ok, I’m short. Short jokes come my way all the time. I never let it bother me because I can’t help that I’m short. The other day I was actually upset that I’m short and there is nothing I can do about it.
Here’s the skinny on the situation: furniture was always kind of uncomfortable. Honestly, I thought it was because I was overweight. I thought the furniture was not made for a person that had extra weight and that’s why it never seemed comfy for long periods of time. The other day I realized that the uncomfortable furniture had nothing to do with my weight, but my height.
I had to proctor a standardized test so I had to sit in a plastic chair; you know the kind that students sit in all day. I could not get comfortable at all. I kept moving around in the chair and getting up every few minutes. I had just sat down when someone came through and made a comment that my feet were not even touching the floor. I know that my feet often dangle above the ground, and it suddenly hit me that my shortness, not my fatness, was keeping me in a state of discomfort!
I tried to sit further forward on the chair so my feet out rest on the floor, and that helped my legs, but them my back started to ache. Then I tried to sit all the way back in the chair and that my legs achy because they were resting on the floor anymore! It was just a bad situation all around!
I came to the conclusion that furniture sucks because it’s made for people taller than me! I’ve started paying attention lately to how often I switch positions when I’m sitting and when my feet are or aren’t touching the ground. My feet hardly ever touch the ground when I’m sitting on a stool, chair, couch, etc. So there you have it; I found one thing that I can’t blame on being overweight. This is just something that I can blame on being short and there is nothing I can do about that!