Midnight Musings

I'm not normally one for conspiracy theories but I'm tired of not being able to reach things without a step stool. I can't buy shoes when the stores only buy a single pair in my size because it's so small and then sell it in one day. Restaurants won't allow me to buy a kid's meal simply because I'm an adult (which I maintain is a matter of opinion, but that's another rant). All models are tall - even the ones representing the petites. The media refers to smaller award winners as pint-sized. (Why is it worthy of mention?) Even my goofily beloved Stargate SG-1 is prejudiced against the vertically challenged - their two shortest cast members are leaving after this season and only one of them voluntarily. The other one has been snidely referred to as "the small woman" and continually shot from strange camera angles due to the disparity of her height with that of the other actors. The only time a small actress was employed as a guest star, the main character made a point of picking on her stature. I am convinced that the departing actress' size was the deciding factor in killing off her character. And I will not take it lying down - especially since I can barely be seen when I'm standing up.

'night.