The point of the "investigation" was to determine if short people (vertically challenged people like me) were ignored more often than people of average size or people tall in stature. (I'm pretty sure a friend of mine was interviewed on the show and while he's what some would refer to as "not tall" he IS an Olympic Gold Medalist ... so yeah ... that's awesome ...)
I can't remember all the details about the show ... I most likely fell asleep. But I do remember that the majority of "shorter" people interviewed felt that in general they were ignored and/or often found themselves in situations where people would simply walk into them.
Case in point ...
Yesterday I decided to go for a walk on my lunch break. My walk took me to a dress store I've been dying to go in (I always feel when the weather gets warmer that I NEED a dress even though I never, ever, ever wear dresses ... it's like warm weather and dresses go hand in hand in my mind ... never mind that I look like a complete dolt in dresses). So there I was looking through the fabulous dress selection and I notice a woman coming towards me out of the corner of my eye.
I take my defensive "you'resonotgettingtothissectionofdressesIwasherefirst" stance, but I'm smiling sweetly all the same.
The woman comes right up beside me (like waaaaay too close, waaaay invading my personal space) and then she reaches out ... and ... she puts her hand into me. Not around me. Not in front of me. Not near me. Like right into me.
And the best part is ... when she hit me, she jumped! Like out of surprise and shock. Ya know, that there was someone there ...
And she looked at me all startled, and then kind of scowled. Because I had somehow irritated her. Because she had not been aware of my presence until she hit me with her hand. Really. True story.
I'm not kidding.
I'm short. I get that. But really. Really ....
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