I’d secretly seethe as my crush chose to date the shortest girl in class. While I wanted to date shorter guys, taller guys kept asking me out.The heart I’d scribbled around our initials linked by a plus sign on my Trapper-Keeper mocked my unrequited love. I asked if he minded that I was so much taller than him and he shrugged, saying “nah.” It wasn’t like he enjoyed my height, it just seemed like he didn’t mind it. I’d say yes, partly because I was terrible at saying no and partly because I felt that I should at least give the guy a chance.I’d stab it out with a ballpoint pen, an inky blotch that mirrored my bruised ego. But while we were out, I’d find myself making eyes with the short cutie on the other side of the bar.
Of course the ability to search for people who meet our criteria is part of the appeal of online dating.Let’s just say that if the school needed a tree in the school play, I was the top candidate for the job.And, I’ve liked shorter guys as long as I can remember.What surprised me was that I was only interested in hooking up with shorter guys.After years of trying to conform to what other people wanted and convincing myself that I should give up on the short guy thing, I finally admitted to myself that I really only enjoy dating shorter dudes.Maybe height was the issue for this particular girl, or maybe something else.