Jameson Empire, Leicester Square
As every vertically challenged person reading this will already know, the world is built for tall people. As a short person there are certain things that I have just had to learn to accept…..I can not reach the overhead storage in a plane, for example. I have the constant pleasure of being at armpit level on the Tube, and as I certainly can’t reach the rail to hold on, I always get launched face-first into the person next to me when the train stops. My feet don’t touch the floor when I sit at my desk and always end up dangling in the bin. I can’t buy jeans without having to cut eight inches off the bottom. My friends always think it’s a good idea to set me up with short men, who always seem to suffer with short man syndrome, and if that wasn’t bad enough, I was given the nickname ‘Tiny Tino’ at university…..do I need to go on?
