Tall Tales

A 6'3" perspective on life

Tall comment of the day: Oct. 3 October 3, 2014

Filed under: Tall comment of the day — Stilts @ 3:43 pm

Today, someone at work with whom I exchange pleasantries very regularly saw me walk into the work cafeteria and said, “There she is! The tallest woman in the building!”


I thiiiink that’s an exaggeration but he might have been right. Either way, that wasn’t the part of the conversation that got weird. No no, it was only when he told me his weekend plans included “having a tub” with his wife. Not an image I want floating around in my head, thankyouverymuch … but nice to know there’s some romance there?


Tall comment of the day: Oct. 1 October 1, 2014

Filed under: Tall comment of the day — Stilts @ 3:32 pm

In my effort to post when people mention something about my height (just because I want to highlight the frequency with which that happens), here’s my latest:


Riding the elevator up to my floor at work, a man I’ve never met before very politely said, “I hope you don’t mind … how tall are you?” I answered, “6’3,” and no, I don’t mind.” What I “didn’t mind” was him asking, but he took it as me not minding being so tall. He AGAIN very politely responded with, “NO! Nor should you! It is a beautiful thing!”


Man, if only all tall comments were so polite.


Tall comment of the day: Sept. 22 September 22, 2014

Filed under: Tall comment of the day,Uncategorized — Stilts @ 9:34 pm

I’ve often told people I hear at least one tall comment per day either from strangers or people who’ve known me my whole life. But saying that anecdotally and actually tracking it are two different things.

So I’ve decided why not track it? It’ll be a fun little experiment for myself and/or any of you fellow tall ladies or men who hear similar comments on a daily basis. If I don’t hear one, I’ll open the forum to the rest of you and chime in.

Let’s see how this goes. Let the ignorant (or sometimes nice) tall comments fly!

Tonight while I was walking home from work, a man asking for money outside a Walgreen’s said, “Hey big woman … any spare change?”

Because yes, the best way to get a female to donate to your cause is by calling her BIG WOMAN?

And no, I did not donate.


Long legs + tiny airplanes = stupid fights (and premature landing of planes???) September 8, 2014

Filed under: Uncategorized — Stilts @ 11:17 pm

It’s been a while since I last blogged. I’ll use the excuse that “I was really busy,” which was true, but my tall girl stories…they just don’t stop. I’ve been talking about them a lot at work lately, and I’ve decided it’s time to get back into sharing them with the world. So I figured a column I wrote for RedEye a couple weeks ago would be my official “relaunch,” if you will.

It was about one of the many recent fights that have brewed at 30,000 feet in the air because people just can’t seem to act like adults when they’re on an airplane.

Look before you recline

Published Aug. 26, 2014

I’ve contemplated buying the Knee Defender before. There, I’ve said it. 

“What the hell is a ‘Knee Defender?’” you ask?
Well, you clearly haven’t heard about the kerfuffle between two passengers on Sunday’s United Airlines flight from Newark, N.J., to Denver that led to the plane’s premature landing in Chicago. Allow me to fill you in:
During the flight, a man used a gadget called the “Knee Defender,” which is intended to “help you stop reclining seats on airplanes so your knees won’t have to,” according to the product’s website. 
A United flight attendant told the man, 47, that the airline doesn’t permit the use of such gadgets on the plane. He refused to listen.
When the 48-year-woman sitting in front of the man realized she wasn’t able to recline her seat, she got stand-up-from-your-seat-and-throw-water-on-someone angry, according to United. A fight ensued, and the pilot landed the plane in Chicago.
Given that I’m 6’3” and absolutely despise flying due to the lack of legroom on today’s planes, I’ve read about the Knee Defender longingly, but I’ve never bought or used one for fear of getting into potential fights with unbending individuals. Like in this situation. 

$hit People Say to Tall Girls February 22, 2012

Filed under: Funny,Vertical Video — Stilts @ 3:30 pm

My fellow tall film friend and I decided to make a video in response to all the other “$hit…Say” videos out there right now. A little late to the meme? Perhaps, but we had to represent! Hope you enjoy. And let me know if we forgot to include any huge (pardon the pun) lines you’ve heard before. Who knows? Maybe we’ll make a part II!


College campuses accentuate my height October 11, 2010

Filed under: Did that seriously just happen? — Stilts @ 11:30 pm

I’ve come to the realization that I might be one of those people who perpetually believes I’m the same age as college students. That is, until I actually step foot on a college campus again and the fact that I’m at least six years older than everyone there hits me like a ton of bricks. I am currently getting my masters degree at DePaul University, which means I get a discounted gym membership. Score, except for having to work out next to girls who don’t yet know what the term “metabolism” means … or its mighty power.

Tonight I was walking to DePaul’s rec center, deep in my own thoughts, when I got sucked back into reality by the sound of what I’m guessing is a college sophomore saying to his friend, “Whoa, that girl is f—in’ tall!”  Correction: yelling to his friend, “Whoa, that girl is f—in’ tall!”

I’m always so mad at myself for not having the wherewithal at the time to say things I later realize would be clever or appropriate. By the time they actually passed me, it was too late to say anything, but I wish I had at least screamed, “I can HEAR you!”  Did he think I was deaf? Or too stupid to know I was the f’n tall girl? Or worse, did he just not care that I COULD hear him? Ignorance is bliss, I guess.

Either way, there was one redeeming thing about his flippant comment: His noun usage. He called me “girl.” Not “lady,” not “woman,” but “girl.” I guess that means I must qualify as looking college-aged to actual college students. Hey, it might have been dark outside, but I’m going with it … for at least another year.


Breast cancer awareness month and one tall cabbie October 9, 2010

Filed under: Did that seriously just happen? — Stilts @ 12:24 pm


I was lucky enough to ride in this! (Photo courtesy of NBC Chicago)


I was hailing a cab the other day and the first one that approached me was a van. First thought: “Score! I love roomy van cabs!”  Then, as it pulled up next to me, I noticed it was a bright shade of bubblegum pink. It didn’t take me long to make the connection between the color and breast cancer awareness. It is October, after all.

When I got into the cab, I was again surprised to see the driver was a woman. After about four years of taking cabs in the city, I think I’ve ridden in a female’s taxi maybe once.

I said, “Cute cab!” She was initially  a little cold, maybe because she thought I was insincere? She just stared ahead looking like she was thinking, “Ok Blondie, shut up now.” But the more I smiled at her through the rear view mirror and asked genuinely inquisitive questions, the more she warmed to talking.  And once she started, she was hilariously entertaining!

She told me she is 6′, which is why she chose to drive a van cab over the normal sedans, or even the boxy Scion with its low ceilings. And when they tried to sell her on the Smart Car, forget it. The makers of the Smart Car claim the cars can comfortably seat two men over 6′, but this cabbie wasn’t buyin’ it.

“When I tried out the Smart Car or even the Scion, I bumped my head,” the female cab driver said. “It was like sitting in a clown car!”

“I feel ya,” I said. “I’m 6’3″”

We instantly bonded and had a good laugh talking about the “joys” of being a tall woman trying to fit in spaces “normal-sized” women can easily maneuver.

While I was excited to meet a fellow tall woman (I’m always thrilled to bond with the vertically blessed), I was more excited to learn more about her eccentric pink cab. She resolved my suspicions of the cab raising awareness for breast cancer awareness month, which occurs every October. And I learned that I had actually stepped into the ONLY pink cab in Chicago (at the time)! I felt so lucky! Like it was fate that she drove by.

The kind cabbie explained that her cab was originally yellow but that she allowed her company, Yellow Cab, to paint it pink — the same exact pink they use to paint Mary Kay vehicles. She said some passengers who had hailed her cab mistakenly thought she was a cosmetics saleswoman on the side.

The cab driver, who wanted to remain anonymous, said Yellow Cab is painting two — and only two — more cabs pink, and they’ll employ only women to drive the bubblegum mobiles. Some Checker cabs will have some parts of their design painted pink.

“The idea started in Chicago with Jeff Feldman, CEO of Taxi Medallion Management, which manages Yellow, Checker, Blue Diamond and American United here,” a recent Chicago Sun-Times story said. “TMM has put pink decals on cabs for years during October, but this year, Feldman proposed pink cabs to the national Taxicab, Limousine and Paratransit Association. About 100 cab operators across North America will participate.”

And these cabs aren’t just raising awareness. The Sun-Times story said for every ride the pink cab makes, one dollar will be donated to the Lynn Sage Cancer Research Foundation of Chicago, which supports understanding, research and treatment of breast cancer. So it turns out I donated to the cause without even knowing it, just by taking a little ride! How cool is that?

My cabbie said once October is over, she’ll be happy to paint her cab back to that beautiful shade of sunshine.

“It looks like a frosty pink bite!,” she said through her Jamaican accent. “But it’s for a good cause.”

I couldn’t agree with her more.