QUESTION
“I'm a short white guy (5'7" or 172 cm). Most white girls reject me because of my height. Will I ever get a girlfriend?”
ANSWER
Welcome.
Welcome to the real world.
You’ve watched TV. All your life, you’ve seen the tall, muscular, rich, handsome guy that the pretty model-type girls swoon over. They fall over each other lining up for this guy, desiring his affections.
That’s a TV show for you. Pretty and cute and fantastic and something everyone aspires to be, but it’s not realistic.
You’ve been to school, and by now you’ve been to Walmart. You know for every one perfect-looking guy or girl, there’s humpty-jillion others.
Maybe your Mom or Dad told you, looks don’t matter; and you know they’re wrong about that.
But they’re not entirely wrong about that.
Do you want a woman in your life that is selfish and self-centered and has zero skills and no personality and is a “stuck-up [REDACTED]?”
No, of course you don’t. But there are plenty of super-pretty ones who don’t have much at all in the personality department, because they were cursed with perfect looks.
And, uh-oh, turn the axiom around: there are tall, rich guys with amazing looks and rock-hard abs who make the girls all jumbly inside with the butterflies, but they mostly kind of suck in the personality department too, for the same reason: they never had to work at being a human, so they didn’t.
So. Guess what. You have to work at relationships. Girls are not going to line up to [REDACTED] with you because of your height, your face, your wallet, your [REDACTED … Editor’s note, I’m getting sick of this, would you just calm down.]
Face it, nobody gets to join the Army as a general. Some guys go through the schools and join as second lieutenants. The rest of us may join as privates, but we could still be officers someday… and there’s nothing wrong with sergeants. We know some pretty great sergeants.
If the only thing that’s wrong with you is, your legs are three inches shorter than most guys, you’re still in the “lucky” zone. We know people who are short and broke and fat and graying and balding and… well, there’s 99 ways to be worse. We know people with 50 things wrong with them. We don’t want to hang around with them, but we know them.
Being short means you don’t bump your head when you get in the car or walk in the house. Three inches short is no problem at all, nothing, like totally nothing — you’re in the low range of normal, like at the 20th percentile. All the controls in the car are just where they should be; you don’t need any special equipment for anything. The world is built for you. You can get clothes anywhere and you don’t have to go to the Children’s Department (because that IS embarrassing.) Short but nowhere near freakishly short. We wouldn’t even do anything about it if we were you, just enjoy the shortness and celebrate it. You’re not gonna hit your head! Yay!
So you’re not Superman; big deal. How about you try to be super-nice man? Super-well-dressed man? Super-dancing man? Super-polite, super-honest, super-friendly man? How about being super-YOU? We have a hunch you’re already pretty awesome.
Yes, we are sure there’s a girl out there for you. The fact that you are not pretentious about it makes us even more certain.
At five-seven, you are the same height as Ben Stiller and taller than 50 percent of the ladies out there, so have at it. Enjoy.
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