Fear of Heights
Running late for my class downtown, I decided to take the bus. Apparently I was running late for that too, but the driver kindly stopped when he spotted me tearing down the sidewalk. Out of breath, I thanked him briefly. He responded with a comment about my height followed by asking how tall I was (6′3″). That’s when things started to get weird.
The driver rambled on good-naturedly about his concerns for the safety and well-being of tall people. He claimed to belong to an organization called the Society for Prevention of Risk and Injury to Tall People. “SPRIT-P,” he said calmly, “is the sound that a tall person’s head makes hitting the ground.” (more...)