I am, or was, of average height. Up till thirty years after my birth that remained true, until the bastard babies born in the late Eighties or early Nineties, shot up from that respectable average of 1.80* to create an average of 2 metres** or a bit more.
Decades ago I visited my parents. The door bell rang and since I was closest I opened the door.
A young guy stood there. Later my parents explained he was the neighbours' kid. I had babysat him but the last time I'd seen him he was about belt height. Now he was at least a head taller than me.
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*5.9 foot
**6.5 foot.
A young guy stood there. Later my parents explained he was the neighbours' kid. I had babysat him but the last time I'd seen him he was about belt height. Now he was at least a head taller than me.
I merely object to feeling like Danny DeVito each time I'm facing some 30-year-old (or younger) Dutch guy.
(I read that thanks to these baby-bloomers, we are now the on average tallest country in the world. Bastards!)
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